“It will be my pleasure,” he smiled as he guided her back on to the bed. “Maybe... maybe I need to be restrained.” His breathing grew heavie...r. “Yes I think so too.” He turned and went to her dressing table. He knew her bedroom well. Moments later he had extracted a used pair of black nylons. Arthur was meticulous as he slowly used a stocking in turn to bind a wrist to an ankle. Her body was lithe and supple and easily adjusted to being restrained this way. He looked down at her for a moment. And before she knew it they were talking and he was buying her a drink, which she accepted, a little anxiously. To her, the best part about drinking was hitting that line that says maybe you should stop then taking a step or two over it. She knew she had stepped over that line when conversations centering on careers became interesting and reflective. He told her about some meeting and the agony of seeing it through come morning. The irritation of listening to hapless suits talking over each. Her entire body hurt and she cried and cried. A man heard her sobbing and walked up to her head. He picked it up by the hair and said, Poor slut, here honey have a nice dick. He laughed and shoved his dick in and thrust furiously, coming in a couple of minutes. He was obviously new to the party. Lily was kept where she was the entire afternoon and evening, receiving only a drug reinforced drink, usually mixed with cum for the laughs. For some reason the guys seemed to like the glory hole. I stroked him till he was hard and I straddled his cock I held it at the entrance of my pussy and I thrusted down forcing his cock up my pussy. He reacted and thrusted up I bounced on his cock, my tits bounced around as we fucked. He grabbed my tits and massaged them as my wet pussy slid up and down his cock. He then came in my pussy, his cum leaked out of my pussy as I continued to bounce on his cock. I milked his balls dry. I fucked him for at least half an hour. After 8 minutes of his first.