Cecily had us at her mercy. Jane was thrashing like a landed fish. The heels of her shoes were digging into the settee but her head was held tight in ...ecily’s hands. I was struggling ineffectually under Cecily and Jane’s combined weight.“I’ll set you free in exchange for an agreement from Ian that he will attend the party bound in a bridesmaid’s dress and leashed by Jane. If not…”Cecily reached over to the side table and grabbed another ball gag. She started to fit it to Jane. Jane’s eyes. He let his head fall, picking up speed so as to escape without drawing notice from the clientele. ‘Hey! Hey, is that a guitar?’ Too late. She stumbled up to him, black pleather dress cut shamefully low, on the other end leaving little of her ass to the imagination. Much to his own chagrin he felt himself slow, stop, turn. From three feet away he could smell the cheap vodka on her breath. ‘Hey,’ she slurred again, ‘you play the guitar.’ She rested both hands on his chest. ‘That’s fuckin’ sexy.’. More

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