As her wrists were unbound, a man on each limb pulled her into an X shape and she felt manacles being clicked into place at her wrists and ankles. Including herself she estimated there were no more than six women, suggesting that by even the most conservative estimate Tegan was going to enjoy the company of five strangers tonight. XXX She had conflated the two so much recently that it could be a mix of both. “It is not unlike ecstasy, but with greater aphrodisiac qualities.”
“Do I have to?”
“No.” He said kindly. To her left she heard the urgent cry of “virgil” as one of her cohort, a slightly chubby brunette, reached her limit and tapped out. She realised that as they groped and caressed and touched and pulled her the men were gradually shedding their own clothing.
