He opened the door to find her dressed like a ridiculous sex doll. She wore her collar and high heels. Otherwise, above her waist she wore only a le...ther belt, buckled across her tits at nipple level, pulled tight to crush her titflesh uncomfortably against her chest. The buckle rested over her left nipple, which must have been painful. Below the waist she wore a short skirt that didn't even come down far enough to cover the bottom of her cunt, which was bare. Her labia were taped to her. I clawed at his back, raking at his skin as I squealed and bit into a pillow to stop from screaming.He collapsed on top of me and I had to push him off me--I couldn’t breath with his weight. “Let me get up.” I said. “I need the toilet.”“Can I watch?” he mumbled.“What? No. No you fucking can’t. You fucking pervert. Fucking your wife’s sister then watching her piss. Jesus!”“Actually,” he said, unabashed. “That’s not what I want.”“Oh really?” I replied, indignant. “So what do you want?”“I want you. I shrugged, took off my pink thong and laid back on the couch. A couple minutes later shewas back with a glass of ice water, some string, and some hersheys syrup. Sheset the hersheys syrup to the side, and then she took a drink of the water so I didntthink much of that, then she put that to the side as well. "Wha.....?" I stuttered. She put her knees on either side of my waist and tied my wrists behind my back so I couldnt move. Then she grabbed the syrup and squeezed someout on my. I’ll be right back.” and I took off.Paul was waiting for me at the back of the bar. I walked up to him and grabbed his arm. I looked over and TC was staring at us. I smiled and waved and dragged Paul into the back rooms towards the band dressing room. “What the fuck!” I yelled. “TC heard what you said, and what the fuck are you talking about?” I played innocent. “I found the pictures and video that Sue brought back from visiting you.” He said, pulling some glossy photos out of his pocket. “You.