They introduced themselves as Jake a white man in his late twenties dressed impeccably in a suit and Aaron a black man also dressed well but more casu...ally with a black shirt and trousers. Both were from the Fareham Branch and both were well over 6 foot tall and fine physical specimens. Jake stayed stood up and leaned on the back of Michael and Sara's chairs while Aaron sat in Melissa's seat and asked Michael how they knew Melissa. Michael finished what was left in the glass and said that they. Buttercup didn’t find anything very adventurous or exciting in their tales about making love to several men at the same time, having both anal and vaginal intercourse simultaneously, losing your knickers on the train or being found by your parents with a boy’s prick in your mouth. Indeed, some of her comments rather shocked the girls, like: ‘Didn’t you ask your parents to join in?’ or ‘Why didn’t you make love with girls more often?’ or ‘Is it true that you’re not supposed to show your vagina. “Let’s make this interesting.” I offered. “What do you mean?” She asked. “How about we place a bet on this game.” “What kind of bet?” She asked. “Well you can have whatever you want if you win short of my car, or having me break up with my girlfriend.” I wasn’t going to break up with her just because another girl turned me on. “Well how about if I win you drive me home for free for the next month, no gas money or anything.” “Sure.” I said. “Any restrictions on what I can get?” “Nope,” she said. Two of the sissies grabbed metal cuffs from the corners of the bar and pulled them down to attach to Carl’s wrists. They also locked his ankles to cuffs hooked to the floor. Petunia unlocked the leather restraints allowing Carl to move his arms briefly before Petunia pressed another button and the cables pulled his wrists to the bar. Petunia caressed Carl’s cheek. “I truly love the classic design of the ball gag, don’t you?” Carl grumbled. “I think we need something a bit more modern- and.