When he finally gets to me, he talks to me, comments on my subtly exposed garter, he is seducing me with his words, and he is running his fingers alon... my garter. He is running his hand slowly up my skirt and he can feel my wetness. He runs his wine glass along the outline of my breast. We spend the next hours slow dancing and sipping on wine. He discreetly ever so gently plays with my brests through my silk shirt, keeping my titties so very taut and hard. He kisses me with the equality of the. He was worried about someone calling the cops. He said something about this country not being as sexually open minded as Europe." Boy, ain't that the truth?" Linda replied. "I wish somebody would hang Brush Bimbo and the rest of the conservative Bible-thumping bastards by their balls. Now, what's our penalty for wearing clothes when another naked woman is nearby?"Carol suddenly got a submissive look on her face. She lowered her head and then responded, "I have to tongue fuck your ass." Carol. He seemed angry and yelled at my boyfriend but didn’t mention it to my mom. Fast forward to now. My mom and stepdad split a year ago and he got a new apartment. We promised each other 2 dinners a month so we could maintain the bond that we had. Being 22 I figured that was a request I could stick to. Most of our dinners were spent with me coming over and then him driving us somewhere for drinks and food and then back to the apartment where I would usually leave and not go back inside. Last night. I had given up protesting. Protests had only brought slaps and cuffs, and several spankings, the last one with a belt that had fairly singed my ass cheeks and left welts on my flesh.Two more weeks passed, during which I was used as their sexual plaything. The original six guys, plus the three who'd come up on the second weekend, had since been joined by eight others. Not all were around at any one time. They seemed to be using the cabin as a sort of club house, or home away from home, and I.