The old man cursed himself, too.Four low class eyewitnesses. The old man could not allow that. Now, he no longer doubted over the existence of an expe...rt behind Zax and was not keen on betting on his and the family's capabilities with dealing with the mysterious expert who could foster such talent. Therefore, the old man reached the conclusion that no eyewitnesses, not anyone who has the slightest knowledge of what went on between this stairwell's walls, should be allowed to live.He will kill. More worrying was thefact that I appeared to be stark naked and that both arms and legs weretied to the bedstead by what looked like scarves.I could now also see the two women that I assumed were my captorsstanding alongside the bed, dressed as they had been earlier in the dayexcept that their gloves, scarves and handbags had disappeared.The older woman spoke."We could see how much you enjoyed our little show earlier thisafternoon. We thought you might enjoy it and we were right, weren't we?"I. My lips however had other ideas and I kissed him on the lips. Our mouths parted and out tongues flicked against each others It was at this point that an urge totally alien to me took hold. I pushed my door open and without parting from Kai's lips, moved inside, kicking the door closed. I continued to kiss him as I removed my suit jacket. Soon my jacket was joined on the floor by my blouse and skirt. I pulled away from Kai briefly as I pulled off his t-shirt revealing his muscly chest and more. The clock read midnight; somehow I had spent nearly 2 hours servicing that stud and I realized just how much my jaw ached and how sore my throat was. At the same time, I was still savoring the taste of his thick spunk on my tongue. I already had an email from him."Great time, buddy. My wife would literally cut off my pecker if I tried any of that shit on her. But you took it like a fucking pro...a perverted, twisted, slutty, faggot pro, but still a pro. I've got a couple of hours free tomorrow.