The straps were for me. They grabbed my arm to put it into the leather strap but they were struggling with it, as though it didn't fit. "His coat an... shirt" they said. "The arms will slip out of the straps." I tried to pull my hands away to run but they slammed me back into the wall. They were much stronger than I thought. "Very well. Strip him. Completely. It's better that way." I tired again to struggle but it was hopeless. Someone cracked me in the head with my rifle and I stopped. I slowly pulled back and looked at him. “I don’t want y'all going soft on me tonight.” Smirking, he licked his lips while letting out a small laugh. “We’re just getting started. Didn’t wanna scare you away too quick.” He reached his hand behind his back and I saw Mitch place something in his hand. “Lay back on the bed for me and stretch out for me.” Doing as he said, I laid back on the bed and spread across the middle of the bed. I turned my head to the right and saw Mitch sitting in a chair in. She did that, to be sure and forced me to groan and grunt into the valley that nestled lightly over my face and rubbed circles over my nose, chin and mouth while I ate the sweetest pussy in town. I felt Sandra raise up just in time to close my eyes as her stream of juice erupted over my face, she squirted hard and long in her heightened state of climax. The two again fell against each other and made out wildly as both found their joy with the man toy they seemed unable to get enough of. . Then I moved out into the living room and sat on the couch, coffee cup in hand.An hour passed.Two hours passed.Three.No sign of movement from Izzy's room.My anger increased, slowly at first. As the hours passed I started feeling rejected as well as angry and the two started feeding one another.Alone and with nothing to do I got up, went out to the car and drove off, looking for a shopping center, where I bought a fifth of the best vodka they had in stock. I drove back to the house, got out of.