”He pulled her sweater over her head, his fingers reaching around the back to unsnap her bra with a familiarity. His hands teased over her nipples u...ntil they stood out like hard erasers, sharp and pointed. He took out the rope, seeing her eyes staring at it, then up to his eyes. “Put your wrists together.”“Are you going to tie me up?” It was a stupid question, the answer obvious, but she wanted to hear him say it, her pussy growing soaked by the thought of being bound and sexually taken as if. The Russian side is way less interesting at the moment.”“I can see that,” I agreed. “But seriously, I wasn’t really in a position to say anything at that point.”“And now?”“I don’t gamble,” I said. “I do play poker with my friends, but that’s not gambling, at least on my part.”“You win?”“Penny-ante,” I grinned.“Unless you’re crossing state lines to do it, that’s a state problem, not a federal problem! We play poker, too. Were you ever tempted to place sports bets?”“Never,” I said. “Those bets. ”Joyce paused and gave me a long hard stare, assessing whether I’d been freaked out by this revelation. When I continued my attempt at inscrutability, she continued.“Claire’s a wonderful girl, so discreet don’t you think?”No! She told everyone about my small dick.“Yes,” I lied.“She tells me that you’re good at ass-fucking and your dick is the perfect size for it.”Claire was pimping me out again. I really needed to have words with her. I kept shtum again.“I know that to you I must seem old and. With some of the worst timing ever, I heard the sound of the lock being disengaged, and Joe burst in, exclaiming "What in the hell is going on in here?" I, or rather, what controlled my body turned, and got a look at Joe. I was screaming in the back of my brain as I realized why the note warned to keep whoever guarded me away. I felt a very instinctual process to the site of Joe, and got off the floor to get near him. As I did, that process executed itself, and I knew that I had just released.