The next thing she noticed was that her entire body was stuff. Aside from the more urgent pains in her orifices, her jaw was sore presumably from bein... held open by the gag. Her back and thighs and arms ached from being locked into position for what was probably hours. There was a little bruising around her wrists and ankles where she had occasionally strained or pulled against the cuffs. She slowly stood up and stretched out her muscles, wincing as her calves cramped a little. She flicked on. Phil had felt her tense and stiffen, instinctively he knew that the mood was broken and the seduction wasn't going to happen. Rage infused him and he trembled with a burning anger. All those months wasted, all for nothing. "NO," he screamed silently. "I'll kill her first." He fought to regain control, to dampen his ire. " If not plan A, then plan B would have to do," he thought desperately."I'm truly sorry, Phil. I just can't. I hope that you understand," murmured Janet.Phil's rigidity loosened. What’s your name?”“I’m Amber.” I made myself another glass of wine. “Nice to meet you. I got here a bit late. It looks like you two have already had some fun.” There was a little sheen of sex sweat on both of them, and I could see a tiny drop of what looked like cum on Lisa’s cheek.Al blushed a bit, but Lisa nodded enthusiastically and agreed. “Yeah, right after we got here, we found Roger and Amanda, and had a really cool foursome with them.” I sipped my wine and indicated by hand for her to. Finally, she moved in for a few firm licks over Nina's clitoris, as Nina's hips rose from the table in response to the sensation."O-o-o-hh Mistress," moaned Nina loudly.Gretchen kept it up for a minute more, and then lifted her head, running her tongue over her lips to get the last traces of Nina's flavour. "Sorry, slut, but it's going to be one of those nights. I need you to be right on the edge when we get to the party." I would wager that Mistress isn't really sorry at all, since this slave.