He had enjoyed their physical entanglements, delighting in the lessons that this woman had given him in the arts of love. But now, her repeated return...s, the continuing mystery of her identity, the combination of threats and enticement, the fact that she always kept her face veiled throughout their carnal encounters left him feeling used. Although it wasn’t clear to him what influence Lady Henderby might have on his fate, he didn’t feel able to risk the threat.The woman seemed to sense his. Claire began to feel somewhat frustrated, she herself would have liked to take him on, whether it be that she knew he’d no control over himself being held secure by her brother and also cuffed from behind she couldn’t tell.“Take him upstairs!” Claire stated with an air of demand in her voice.Malcolm turned the prisoner and headed for the stairway to the bedroom with Claire following close behind“Is this some kind of joke?” The prisoner asked. “ I can’t believe this in happening?”Once they’d. " As long as I don't have to dance," I said. "I dance like a dork. I'll embarrass you." He ain't kiddin'," Sheila said."Only the slow dances then," Charlotte said. "We'll be the hottest couple there!"Charlotte was being uncharacteristically teen. It was a side of her I hadn't seen yet — the giddy little schoolgirl that thought going to school dances was cool. It wasn't a bad thing. I was just more used to seeing her sexual persona, like a full grown woman. This side of her was perhaps more. My husband popped out first and everyone started cheering. I quickly removed his blindfold. Claire was still kneeling and started sucking his cock. Being a voracious cocksucker my husband wondered why Claire was going to make him come when he was supposed to give her a good fuck? I had pre-greased my husband’ ass and popped a butt plug in his anus so Claire would have it very easy for the rear entry fuck.Whistles and cat calls were ringing out in the room as Claire demonstrated her professional.