“Umm. So.” I start to say.“I did not tell you to speak slave. Only speak when I tell you to. Otherwise keep your fuck hole closed.” Grabbing a...few chains from the wall.He starts to tie my ankles together and chain them to the bed. He gags me with a red apple gagger and begins to play.SLAP, SLAP One hit after the other, my waist starts to turn red from the countless hits. Finally he stops and gives me a break to catch my breath. I see him put away the wipe and grab some sort of oil. Starting to. “ Well trust Sandra to get things going” I grinned as we went back to the kitchen.We chatted for a few minutes more when suggested that we’d better get started or we would be left out! I took one look into the room and quite frankly it really was standing room only. “Lets have a play upstairs” I suggested “ maybe a few of them might join us later”. I had a hunch that Dave and Lola might agree to my next suggestion. “ Perhaps you would like to watch us?” Lola smiled and said “Sure. Maybe you. Surprised, I stop right there briefly… our eyes lock… and you drop the robe over yourshoulders to reveal to me a long white gown with a split up to your hip… the spaghetti strings strain to holdyour breast in. Your nipples, enlarged point directly at me… then you turn and I see that the back of thegown stops a half-inch above your ass as you walk towards the bedroom… I follow in hot pursuit… when Ireach the bedroom my pants and my shirt is completely unbuttoned… no sock, no shoes. Your sitting. He just stands there starring in awe, as the gates swings wide open like a welcoming embrace to encourage him to step inside the garden, suddenly being faced by a choice of staying out in the forest alone in the dark or inside a beautiful mansion albeit how weird the situation makes it to be, it seems that the choice is clear.With hesitant steps, he moves forward and inside, admiring the beautiful garden filled with various of blooming flowers, although the sky is darkening but he can still see.