“Now take off your clothes.” “Please.” Her voice was a whisper. That’s when I showed it to her. Show a woman a knife and it frightens her. S...how her a wire cutter and it really panics her. “Hold out your hands.” She began to shake. Hard. “Okay, I think we understand each other. You know what will happen if you don’t do exactly what we tell you to do, right? Now, take off your clothes.” She started with the ripped open blouse, untucking it from her skirt and shucking it off her shoulders. “Keep. You turned to John showing your rear off to Sarah giving her a full glimpse of your see through material that covered your bottom. Winking at John, you moved to the bed. Sarah again became nervous, the tremor was clear in her voice as she asked you to lay on your front. Laying there with you head facing down, you felt her hand start to kneed your calf muscles following the lines of your legs, up to your hamstrings which were tight for some reason. Down towards your calf’s again her hands. I asked her “won’t you kiss me”. She pointed to the window and said “somebody may see from there”. I got up and tried to close the windows but they were stuck. I called her to the corner of the living room; she just came near me and dragged me on to the bedroom. What happened next completely surprised me. She closed the windows and then lied down on the bed and pulled me towards her and started kissing on my lips. I least expected it but started to enjoy. She opened her mouth and put her tongue. I wasn't sure how trigger-happy these two might be and didn't want to find out.I poured Gallagher, the blonde, a glass, then turned to pour one for myself.I never got to the glass. The bottle was taken from my hand and both arms were deftly levered behind my back. I felt handcuffs ratcheting tightly onto my wrists.This wasn't quite how I had envisioned the evening proceeding, but hey, I'm an adventurous guy, so I didn't put up a fuss, even when they pulled my robe down my arms and wrapped the.