Jerry and Luke carried in Don like a roll of carpet. He was wearing a raincoat and sandals, but the raincoat was only wrapped around him, his arms wer... not in the sleeves. Once in the living room the raincoat was removed to show Don was naked except for his cock cage and his hands were tied behind him and his ankles tied together. They sat him on a dining chair and tied him to the back. Rita took a ball gag out of her handbag and roughly put it around his head.“There you are! Nice and comfy?”. Velasquez punched the eleventh floor button and joined his companion at theback of the car. Tom's stomach remained nailed to the ground floor as thedoors shut and they began the slow, lurching upward climb..Tom was no Humphrey Bogart, and Velasquez sure as shit wasn't Mary Astor,but the old fashioned arrow pointer edging its way across the dial towardthe right side reminded him of one of those black and white detectivemovies from the forties. There'd be a fifteen minute trial on one of theupper. We were dressed in similar styles, based on what they said was the mingling style at the club -- not that I had yet been to the club. The dresses were all stretchy and comfortable. Cathy’s was dark orange and micro-length. Rather than heels like the rest of us, she wore high-heeled, warm brown, knee boots. Muscle rippled in her legs. Shelley’s gown was medium blue and floor-length, but slit over one leg. Her waist-length hair shone in blue-black contrast against the fabric.My outfit was an. I was turned-on knowing he was filming girls as I could imagine him having a wank looking at his ill-gotten gains on the beach that day.When Mariel went off for a swim we were the only two females around and when I saw her squat down in front of him I thought she was going to have sex with him, as her legs were wide apart and her cunt was right up against his face.I felt a little disappointed as I was in the mood for some sex and felt relieved when she got up and continued walking down to the.