Something funny on. Don’t know what it is.Lets explore the dial. No not that. Don’t understand.Some classical music. That will do.Walking to my ro...om I notice her door open. Well I have seen her nude.She will not mind a little snooping.Dam, a drawer full of stockings. Another drawer of panties and bras. Typical woman.What the hell is this?!? My Amelia is a bit kinky.Every woman has a dildo and maybe a vibrator. But how many have these toys?Handcuffs, feathers, mask, ball gag, riding crop.Will. But he grabbed again my hair and pushed my head back against the wall. I let out a loud scream, but he put a filthy cloth in my mouth, gagging me."I guess that's a refusal, so, you will be fucked instead." The tall man said.In seconds they were ripping my clothes from my body, hurling the jacket aside and tearing off my blouse and bra. I tried to struggle, but it was useless. They pinned my hands behind my back, tied them with a nylon hose and stripped me off my own hose and panties in just one. Come on."John Phillips tottered next to Mistress Satin, supremely confident and swaying in her high heels, thinking very loudly, his own plug sliding in and wanting to pop out and lose all of yesterdays come and just be unplugged. They exited the apartment, went to the elevator, descended, and strode down the grim cement halls, their heels clicking out of cadence."Speak, useless sissy. I can hear your mind grinding." Mistress Satin, useless wishes to know why useless must take care of. As I commented the subject with my sweet wife, Anita said she knew a guy from her office. He was a builder and sometimes had done some repair jobs in their office’s building.Ana said the young man always had fancied her; so she was sure that she could get a good deal…The next day, the builder came home to talk with me about the job.Anita had not told me that this guy from her office was very young, handsome, muscled and… black…As I was speaking with him, this guy, Matt, could not get his eyes.