.."Danny....where are you......I hope you're decent," she calls.Mmmm not really I muse.....a PVC clad sissy....bound and gagged....no notreally.She en...ers the bedroom and gasps at the sight I present. To my surpriseshe does not get angry in fact a smile lights her lips. My heart misses abeat, is she going to help me.....join in....keep me in bondage....allthese thoughts rush through my head as she moves to the bed and takes outher phone. I assume she is going to take some pictures but she puts. Then all of a sudden he stopped and pulled his cock from my lips.Gulping for air I asked "whats wrong" and he replied "I want to fuck your arsehole". I gaspedbut dutifully stood up and took off my jeans and briefs and asked him where he wanted me. He told meto get on my hands and knees right there in the kitchen so I did and he was behind me in a flash.He licked the fore finger of his right hand and ever so gently proceeded to push it into my tight holeand with his other hand he grasped my cock. "Well, Jenny, I don't know whether to kill your husband and keep you in this brothel, or keep him alive to try to get some ransom out of him. I don't know whether you are good enough to work in the brothel or just discarded into the street. If you aren't good enough for the brothel, we might just kill you." It is common here to disfigure a woman's face and put her on the street as a beggar. Lots of people will sympathize with a disfigured woman and leave tips." We can start off first trying to. “For someone who is never late, you sure were in realizing this.” “Let’s make up for lost time then.” Suddenly, Steph just started cracking up. I stood there confused and slightly annoyed. She just kept on laughing. “That’s your line? You’re lucky I love you.” I started to chuckle, seeing the absurdity of the situation. Still laughing we walked hand in hand back to the hotel. As we got to the room I lifted Steph’s light frame into my arms and walked us through the door. I placed her on the bed,.