Many would wink at me & invite me over to their house for some fun.The woman that has me all tied up right now though seems a little excessive & creep...y. I wish I listened more to my new friends because I don’t know how long she plans to keep me captive. Her name is Sheila & she invited me over for a late dinner, however I didn’t know that I was going to be the main course. She must have d**gged my drink because the next thing I knew I was gagged, stripped down to my scanty briefs & tied up to. What should I tell them?" Tell them to go fuck ... no, give them my number and tell them to call me," I said and saw her looking at me with a forlorn look on her face."They won't call you. They'll just yell at me." What's that?" I asked, looking at a folder she was carrying."This is what people want me to do for them," she said, handing it to me."Have a seat, Wanda," I said as I began thumbing through the paper in the folder. "What's this?" I asked, showing her what appeared to be a cocktail. I, I sucked him off Ruth!." Anything else?" she whispered."No, that was all at the time; I left him to cool off. The trouble was the following morning." Go on Margo; you'll feel better." Guy caught me off guard in the kitchen; became amorous again." He now felt I was his lover!"... "I told him that was wrong Ruth." Guy got overexcited; I tried to stop him but I had to give in Ruth. I felt so ashamed."Her comforting hand came to my shoulder and then she said the unexpected, "Don't worry Margo,. But she got up and left the room. I was so confused! I heard her go downstairs and come back up. When she walked back into my room she had a bottle of oil. I understood now. She opened it and squirted it all over me. Then she just dropped it and started rubbing and squeezing me. I loved the feeling her hands gently rubbing my body with no friction. My legs hang off the end of the bed and she sat and stuck her head into my pussy. Her tongue reached in and out of it and it tickled to me. I.