“It’s too late. If I don’t cum, I’ll die.” That wasn’t too far from the truth!He reached out and began pulling my panties down. His touch ...ent jolts of pleasure through my body and I moaned in lust. The panties wouldn’t come all the way off because my ankles were manacled to the bedposts. I was getting ready to call a stop to everything so I could unshackle myself and take them off.Glade, however, had a different idea.“Fuck it,” he exclaimed. “I’ll buy you another pair.”He reached out with both. I have no watch — they said not to bring one - and there's no clock in my room. Room? Actually cell, I guess, but I can't quite bring myself to say that. I feel a bit embarrassed to be here. Now that is incongruous! Worrying about being here, when maybe I should be more worried about the fact that I'm naked and restrained in a chair. I have not been given any clothes, save for a collar which has been locked around my neck and bands around my wrists and ankles. The collar has a dog tag style ID. I moved my finger harder and faster inside of her ass. “Fuck my finger, Jen,” I demanded. “Ah!” she moaned as she rubbed her clit. “Make that pussy squirt for me, Jen,” I said. I felt all of her hot wetness on my leg as she squirted and came for me. She was very submissive and did exactly what she was told. A very well behaved little slut. I loved pleasing her and arousing her. I turned her around and kissed her with one hand on her neck. Then I put my finger in her mouth, so she could taste. Stepping out of it, she began to caress her body. Carol took a silk scarf and blindfolded her. She then led her to a table covered in soft fur. Helping her to lay down, Carol felt Mary’s wet pussy. The table had restraints connected to it, and we all secured her wrists and ankles. Her legs were spread, and the wetness of her cunt was clearly visible. There was a spotlight aimed directly at the table, and a video camera was in position. Bob opened a cabinet, producing various whips,.