I?m led over to a chair that has hitches on either side, much like the ones you see at the OB. They order me to sit on it and to slide my legs into th...e hitches. This leave my ass hanging over the side of the chair. Mark and John reach under the chair to adjust the hitches, spreading my legs as far apart as they can. Rope is added so that my legs are tightly bound to the hitches. John grabs both of my hands and ties them together above my head, pulling the rope tight and attaching it to the. That's why we're here. I know enough from how you look at me when you don't think I can see you. And now, this brings me to my next point. Feel free to leave if you're uncomfortable, or if you don't want anything more than this. I know you can handle it, it's just a matter of whether you want to." Leave? Well. I don't think I want to let this slip by. I didn't come here for nothing after all." I know I came here to fuck. Did you?"I blink, surprised to hear her speak so bluntly. My eyes widen. After a few moments, she pushed Sam away and got to her feet. "Thanks Sam, that was lovely,” she said, reaching down for her panties. She pulled them up, brushed off her skirt and said, "See ya." And she left.Yikes! I was so horny but I could only jerk my cock an inch at a time inside my restricting, tight jeans. Sam stood and dropped his pants and shorts. Of course, he had an erection, too! I could see that he was cut and maybe five inches long. Oh good, I thought, at least his pecker is not. Money was being thrown on stage like a snowstorm, he saw, she was giving a great show, and true to her word, as the first song ended she dropped her skirt, unwrapping it with practiced ease, and discarding it on the pile with the rest of her garments. As the second song began she walked the edge, making eye contact with each man, licking her lips, winking, pulling her nipples or lightly stroking her finger between her wet pussy lips, showing swollen and wet from between the red strips of.