Tone knocked on an impressive looking high-set oak door. “Come”, sang a female voice from within. The door appeared to click open by itself, and Tone’s gentle push swung it wide. I nearly collapsed at the scene inside, not really having known what to expect. The room was huge and decked out in style with elegant and exquisite fine furniture. And sitting pride of place in front of an almost cinema-sized plasma TV which was silently screening some kind of women’s basket-ball match were Cynthia and Shelly, both sitting in plush deep single seat recliners. Shelly was still wearing her frilly white dress, but Cynthia was now in a baggy, cream-colored silk one-piece pyjama suit which reminded me japan of a Turkish hareem. “Got a present for ‘ya, Miss C. Confined and dressed as requested,” he announced as he placed the key-box into Cynthia’s outstretched and open flat palm. “Thank you Tony, Callum. Excellent job as always. I think we can take it from here.” “Our pleasure, Miss C. You only have to buzz if you need anal us.” And with this, the two goons filed asian out of the room. “Are you OK Sh…..” I started to say, but Cynthia cut me clean off. “There’ll be plenty of time for pleasantries later. But first, let’s have a look at you. Whadya think, Shell? Shall we ask him to give us a twirl like we gave for him?” “Absolutely. Go on Graham. Forty times around as fast as you can.” “But….” I started, knowing it was futile. “Forty times. Off you go,” Cynthia affirmed, and both the ladies started giggling. I stood stock still for a long moment, still confused at the whole situation. I had half expected to find Shelly naked on a huge bed surrounded by a clamouring horde of rapine amazon bitches. But here instead were just the three of us, which it a way made the intimacy of the situation seem much more intimidating. “Go on then, chop-chop”, urged Cynthia with two loud claps of her hands before drawing a few circles in the air with her pointing down finger. Reluctantly…. Very reluctantly….. I slowly started to twirl. “Faster, faster,” they started to chant in unison, and I cautiously picked up the pace. “Faster, faster,” they continued to urge, with an insistence which made me comply. None of us were counting, but after what seemed like a full minute of twirling at breakneck speed, the inevitable happened as alcohol enhanced dizziness took over and I went sprawling, spinning face down into the thick pile of the plush carpet. The two ladies were in hysterics, and I remained splayed out on the floor with my head still swimming so much I daren’t even attempt to stand amateur up. “Brilliant,” squawked Shelly as her laughter died down. “You said you’d get him to do it.” “I told you, I can make him do what I want,” replied Cynthia, in between her gasping for breath after her bout of unrestrained laughter.” I looked back at them over my shoulder as I mature still lay prostrate on the carpet, unnerved that Cynthia had used those words. “Come on, give me a hand. They ate breakfast, and as they did, they asked what each others plans were. Once it was closed, I headed back down to a waiting Ronda who was amateur all ready to get intimate with me. She was still on the couch waiting for me to mature get all intimate with her as well. I’m gonna need after school tutoring.” I groaned as her lips moved against mine. and I said "yeah I like it". He met both women coming up the path as he returned from the bathrooms. It’s real.” “Hey Lolita; Mick replied, “don’t ever apologise for looking beautiful.” I can't believe Steve turned out to be gay all of asian a sudden. Twenty minutes later japan a local sheriff’s deputy arrived to challenge the intrusion at the behest of the management. I anal bent over and petted his dog, with my back to Tom, giving him a good view of my ass, he had a huge smile when I turned back around to talk with him. Her movement was constrained by bondage gear. I asked, The one you said helped make me? But a pedophile? Tom’s eyes lingered on Kayleigh.