It wasn’t her usual handbag, but I’d seen it before so assumed it was one of Ellen’s and didn’t think any more of it. I thought I heard a thum... upstairs as I filled and got the kettle going.Prepping a mug, I heard another thump and it came from upstairs. I nearly called out, but I had that strange feeling so crept up the stairs thinking Ellen must have parked out the back. I reached the top, ahead the master bedroom. The door was wide open and no Ellen when I stuck my head in. I turned sharply. He circled her naked form, as if appraising it."The Gods were right, you are beautiful," his hand reached out to her, cupping her breasts, "Your body will be the temple at which the Gods will take their pleasures, you have a lot to learn, but first you should know what awaits you should you displease the Gods." He picked up the white gown and placed it over her head, it settled down on her body.He took her down into the first catacombs, she looked at the people chained to the walls, and Brother. The stops hurt because they hit me hard, very hard. I stop to ask a few questions, and then I give Greg some orders.This time I run behind him, but just before I reach him he flips the ball backward a couple of paces while I’m a bit further back. I grab the ball out of the air and take off, accelerating at the defensive line. Those few extra paces allow me time to build up enough speed to make it very hard for them to react to me in time when I sidestep, or I change direction. This way I get. She went about her business preparing the appetizers and getting the bar ready while I stood naked in the middle of the room; shackled, legs held apart by a spreader bar, unable to move or even speak, thanks to the red ball gag.I say anxiously awaiting, but it was a good kind of anxious. The anticipation of what was to come thrilled me to no end. The ball gag forced me to salivate and it ran down between my breasts in rivulets to my pussy.The girls arrived and ignored me as the three of them.
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