Each cheek glided forward and backwards, and at the end of each step the cheek above the hindmost leg had a final lift to it, as if to say, “Pick me... Pick me!”I was one of the regulars on Monday nights. It was karaoke night and as soon as I saw her I quickly told the KJ (karaoke jockey) to change the song I was going to do. He asked why, since we were friends and I didn’t do this very often.“Man, you know that group of girls that came in a bit ago?” I asked.“Yeah, the birthday bunch. The. Sammi panic's and strains against her bond's, as Zelda places the chair directly in front of her spread out pussy and takes a seat. Once again, she can feel Zelda's hot breath on her exposed clitoris. Sammi is terrified and keeps perfectly still, only her eye's move, etched in terror not knowing what was coming next, She had been trained to resist torture but nothing could have prepared her for this. The dungeon had fallen almost silent, again the only noise coming from the pulley's holding her. How about six o’clock?’, he answered as he looked her directly in the eyes and appearing to be drooling. ‘Okay my good neighbor I shall deliver his excellency his dinner at precisely six o’clock’, Wendy boldly responded. ‘Make sure you bring two plates’, he said with authority. Wendy looked at him somewhat puzzled and found herself caught off guard. ‘That’s right……two plates! Look I’m not the nosey type but some things I can’t help noticing. There’s no sense in both of us eating dinner. You know, before I married your father I dated a few girls…”“Mom, please.”“There was this one…”“Mom!”“Sandy was her name. Beautiful smile, smelled of lilacs, natural bush…”“MOM! Seriously! Please stop.”“Ok, so tell me what you did with him.”“And you’ll stop talking about fucking other women?”“Kevin James Keene, you better not use that kind of language with me. You know better than that.”“Fine,” I gave in. I took a deep breath. “Yes. Yes I did mess around with a couple of the guys.