Maybe it was just Jane and any boy that wanted to come along. The stories she had heard were of orgies, but she had never heard how many people were i...nvolved. Maybe there was nothing going on at all.She turned away from the window and went back to the kitchen for another beer. Then, after opening it, decided she didn't want it after all.She wanted Johnny.Alone.Her and him.She heard the car start. Curious, she left the kitchen and returned to the living room. Johnny came in, his robe flapping. I have tears in my eyes as I’m on my hands and knees licking a bowl in the shop. People are pointing and staring as you loudly say, "What a good girl you are for your mistress. Now that is how you will eat every meal while you are my dog." Sarah and you high five each other and she says, "This Christmas is getting better and better.”When we return home I remove my coat and you tell me to pull my g-string aside so you can see how wet my pussy is. The juices are glistening on my thigh. "Well you. The fingers seem to understand and instead of carrying on they pull away slipping down to find your hole, running round the edge time and again making you feel like they’re going to push in at any second but never entering you, shaking hard now you try to speak, almost beg for them to enter you.As you open your mouth to cry out and beg the fingers to entry your throbbing pussy, you feel the first woman’s breast press on to your lips feeling her hard nipple rub against them. Unable to stop. "Take off your shoes and stand up, straight." I did, my tit throbbing painfully as I did so. He quickly stripped the soiled dress off me, then locked my wrist cuffs together, clipping them to the ceiling rope, before, pulling my legs wide apart, he clipped the ankle cuffs to a four foot spreader bar, then pulling the lift rope until my legs were completely off the floor, my body hung by my wrists. He left the room. I hung there in the empty, silent, room. it was the first time I had ever been.