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She stretches her arms out and feels some pain and discomfort in her upper arms, almost like she was held down for a long time from someone over her. She shakes the sensation off and takes a few steps forward until she feels a wall. She steps a little closer and starts to follow the wall into a corner. She does this until she finds an opening. There is no frame so she starts to believe that is in some kind of cave. A tits chill runs through her body and against reason, her nipples hard and extend from her tits. She continues past the opening to get the rough size of the room fixed in her head. While she has done this, she does not feel any other furnishings in the room. As she arrives at the other side of the bed, she stops and sits down. She once again looks around the room, hoping to determine more. It is still as dark and quiet. She ponders where she is and runs her hands over the rest of her body. She feels small splashes of other crusty residue as well as she feels indentations in her upper arms. She smiles a little as she recognizes it to be marks sexy left from rope bondage. She feels more at the middle of her thighs, calves and her ankles. So she now knows she was tied up at some point. Instead of panic taking hold, which for most sane women this would happen, she just smiles deeper and giggles slightly. The eyes from the hallway nods at her reaction and silently steps away. “You were right, she is not panicking about being taken. In fact she was smiling after she felt the rope marks and the numerous amount of dried cum left on her body. She was not putting up a front or lying about her wants and desires.” A man leans forward from his chair and grins widely. “I am glad to hear this, as will cuty the others. Let us be good host and bring her something to eat and drink. Take care of her minor needs. If she has questions, bring her to me.” “Yes Alpha.” The thinner man silently pads away and does as he is commanded. She is sitting on the bed, rocking slightly, when she hears someone coming. She looks to the opening and sees a light approaching. She turns her head then covers her eyes with her hands. She feels someone enter the room and slowly she opens her fingers to let her eyes adjust to the light. Once she is acclimated, she lowers her hands. She doesn’t try to cover herself, she feels that would just be pointless and look silly. Her body has obviously been seen by whoever is here. Before stands a thin young man, maybe five foot and six inches tall. He has long black hair, a tight pussy long beard and moustache, his eyes are a allure bright blue and seem to look uncomfortable in the bright lady he has provided. He holds a wooden tray in his hands that is piled high with meat, bread, cheese, and on the side looks like a small pitcher with a fluid in it. Her stomach growls, against her inner commands, and she licks her lips. She watches his bare chest expand in a deep breath. In a rough voice, “I have brought you food and drink. When you are done, I will take you someplace to clean yourself.” He steps to bed and puts the tray down and then retreats to a corner close to the opening. I snapped the back of Sheri's thong. It's a shelf with a bunch of chemicals on it, a table, and two beakers. I quickly went down to the unit where Tracey was working, all the staff were busy with their patients doing various activities. I’ve considered a reduction, just to escape the endless men who greet me to my face but as soon as they dare, look down. She was sitting on the washing machine. They embraced and Angie kissed her passionately. Amanda saw James’ eyes widen and his mouth slightly open as he leered at my semi-transparent bikini that showed a visible ‘camel toe’ in the crotch. "Why is Donnie going around spreading that rumor," Cameron whined to her while drowning his misery in shot after shot of vodka and or whiskey. looking down at Petes pulsating pecker swaying in the breeze inches from her warm cleavage, she looks at the poor young boys face which is by now, beet red and sweating. I brought a hand to my sister's breast and began playing with it, fondling it and pinching her erect nipple. You will also have no reservations about talking to me about it while we are in the office and alone. One hand stroked my lips while the other caressed all around my pussy. She had his cum churning in her stomach and coating her throat and dabs on her cheek cuty and chin. “OK my love but you have to let me lick off all your cum from your legs. Figuring I'll just take him out after the rest is done, I half sprint to the bathroom to start my enima and put on some make-up (I love it when it gets ruined and I look like the slutty mess I am) once I finished and I double checked myself I put my hair up while I walked to our "storage room". Casey worked his arms into the sleeves of the top and pulled the figure-hugging tits fabric on over himself, careful not to smudge the expertly applied makeup that, in retrospect, he guessed they should’ve done after he was dressed. I licked up and down the allure shaft. This was all her idea.” She clamped her left hand over her mouth, her wedding ring flashing. She had never done anything like that. My nipples ached as her lips crossed my butt-crack and sexy smooched along my left asscheek. Jon told me to ring her and say OK. He went to work on his PC. My cock which had been firming up swelled to capacity as I put my lips at the top of the slit under the panties. People of both sexes look at me speculatively as I move through the crowd – a blue wrap making me distinctive. Or tight pussy was he just the man’s plaything? She finally pulls away. Sitting in the middle of the hangar was a private jet. “I was wondering what it’s like being a stripper.”