One night, we met a couple that asked us over to their place after dinner out and since we had seen them before at the club, we figured it would be fu... and we would probably wind up fucking them or at least each other while they watched. What happened though was beyond my wildest thoughts and I'm still a little freaked about it!We arrived at their house and they took us into a room in the back. It was painted completely black and even had black carpet. They had set up an entire dungeon complete. Before I was finished, the silk shirt had become spotted with telltale dots.I had intended to remove it anyway. This gave me an excuse. "Ah, well. I suppose we must have it off to get it cleaned."I needed the key to the handcuffs. While I looked for the key, which turned out to be exactly where I had picked up the cuffs, I was able to look at her to better advantage. She wore a strapless corset-like piece, rather than a bra. That explained why her breasts were not thrust forward. The cups were. We were equipped with radios to use and to give out. We just didn't know what to expect. My counsel was caution.We went to church Sunday. Alan gave a sermon about going out into the world saying that God had given him two signs about the trip. First was the same number would return as went and no one would die. Second was that we would be more successful than we dreamed.He had us come to the front and took the time to lay hands on each person in the group and pray over each one. I was last and. I was being held in an upright position by ropes at my wrists. My feet were similarly restricted. I heard an old cackling voice from behind me say," Hit him with it again." and I was soon writhing in agony after feeling a touch at the base of my neck.I was suddenly very much awake, and in a great deal of pain. The cackle turned into insane laughter. I tugged against the knots, but they held firm. I repressed the urge to snarl and snap at my bindings with my teeth. No good can come from killing.