But she obeyed. She knew she had no choice.When she was in position, Dave ordered her to reach down and spread her pussy open with her fingers. She sh...ook her head and said, "I can't. I can't do that. It's ... it's wrong."But even as she as she refused to obey him her slender arms reached down and her fingers gently pried her pussy open. She lay there with her eyes closed, sobbing and obviously terrified, with very good reason.Phil and Dave moved closer and gazed down at her obscenely displayed. He was maybe 8 years older than me, around 38, had dark thick hair, scruffy facial hair, and an angular jaw. Henry’s work clothes seemed too large for him, hanging loose and baggy from his athletic frame. For a maintenance manager, his clothes were always clean. The only odd thing I noticed first about him was that he moved kind of gangly. His arms would swing further than most people when he walked and he seemed slightly distracted, bobbing his head to each side often instead of being focused. We slow settled on the bed on top of each other and I was busy fingering her and she was moaning loudly. The I stopped and asked her to stay still with eyes closed. She obliged. I took a scarf and blindfolded her. She was surprised and asked what am I upto. I said “Wait and feel”. Then I took a rope and was tying her one had to the bed post and she was kind of not ready for this and was resisting a bit but finally I tied both her hands to the bed post. She was breathing heavily and was not. We kissed softly by the bed, Chris removed my dress by sliding it off my shoulders. He removed my bra and started move his hands onto my breasts. Then he lifted me up and laid me back on the bed. He slid down my panties, spread my legs and looked up for permission. No one had ever gone down on me before I was excited. He started kissing my clit, then my thighs. He started running his tongue over my clit and sucked it gently. He then moved his tongue down over my pussy. Then he slid his tongue.