I twisted a bit harder bringing him up out of the seat. "So you own her?" I demanded. "That what you think?" Manner of speaking," he said. "By the mon...th, well six months in fact." Indeed," said I, "well, that is the sort of thing we are fighting against, that sort of slavery. I'm shocked." I was enjoying myself thoroughly."She agreed," he whined as I eased the pressure on his neck, "she agreed."Again the girl nodded, just once, looking sad, as much a phony as I was, but now we were in this. "S... So, how long have you been married?" She finally asked, hearing the door lock upstairs."Eighteen very happy years." Brian, Jake's father answered, "You two?" Oh, we've been together for thirteen." Jenny said, her confidence returning. "Dave is my second husband. Sarah's father ran off when she was five." Dave smiled back at Brian."We've only been married the once." Nicole, Jake's mother said, "You couldn't live without me, could you sweetie?" It was Dave's turn to smile at Brian, who was. Make me scream their name as they brutally fucked my ass. You like it rough we hear. Is that true they asked. I turned a few shades of red and answered them truthfully. Somehow they talked me into allowing them to tie me across the table. My legs were spread and tied to the table legs. My arms were tied to the other two table legs. My face and head hung over one side of the table while my cock and balls hung over the other side. My ass was sticking up in the air as these two women stroked my. "No, not masturbating. Just... anywhere! Like, where can I put my hands? If I put them on my legs, then I'm touching my legs. If I put them on my waist, then I'm touching my waist. If I fold my arms, I'm touching my chest and my nipples. I don't want people to see me touching myself all over." I'm not sure there's much you can do about that," stated Dan after no one else found an answer. "I mean, everyone else is in the same boat. Look around the room, here. Everyone's hands are somewhere, and.