From the gloveshelf Tom took a gun which he handed back to Carl.- If she tries anything, knock her out for good. You got that, Henny? Just try to lift...your head, and he'll bash your skull with that gun. Might do you harm, you know.For the next fifteen minutes I felt the car turn several times, then a long ride on a highway, I think, and then again it slowed down, apparantly because we were nearing their place. Tom turned halfway round and talked to me.- We'll be there in a minute or so. Now. I invited him in and behind the closed door, I got my answer. He moved close to me and just stood there. Maybe he wanted me to make a move this time. Maybe he was just teasing me, knowing the incredible orgasms he had given me. Maybe he somehow knew how much I wanted more and how much those first experiences changed my life.”Fuck, he turns me on!” I thought to myself, I could feel my dick swelling. Maybe all this seemed a little wrong in my head, but my cock wanted nothing more. I took D’s hand. ”As the laptop booted, JR examined what he could see of Rockie’s condo. There was a futon sofa, two folding directors’ chairs a couple of potted plants and folding TV trays placed in the room to use as side tables. The wall art consisted of a poster for a movie that he had never heard of and an amateurish painting of a seacoast. He figured that someone could have bought all the furniture he saw in the condo for less than $500 at Walmart.He looked down at the laptop screen and saw that the. ?Let’s play slave/Mistress. Just the thought of having a big, beautiful males slave all my own are making me wetter than I have ever been.?While this is not exactly what Charlton had in mind he too became excited and simply uttered, ?Sure??In seconds his arms were cuffed behind his back. The noise created by the click of each cuff was enough to alert Kelli’s accomplices. Miss Sheila appeared, video camera humming, while Lady Freya showed her exquisite self, brandishing her favorite whip..