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“Yeah, never had a bitch let me do that,” he exclaimed, as he pulled his fingers out.

If his goal had been to humiliate me, it had worked. There aren't many things that make me feel more used than a guy just feeling around in my . I felt like a total , which was also very hot.

“Hey,” he said to Damon, “I'm going to wash my hands. I want to tie her down to the bed next.”

“Back or stomach?” asked Damon.

“On her back. I'm probably done with her ass.”

Yep, all about dominance and . This guy knew how to push all the right buttons for me!

I got up off the sofa, and walked into the bedroom that Damon had pointed at, while he gathered up some ropes. Most times, the guys at my parties tie me down with leather or nylon cuffs, and light chains or nylon straps. Those are way quicker and easier, especially for guys who aren't into ropes and knots as a art form. But this trip was going to be all about ropes. What else would guys who ran a rope company use?

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Damon had finished tying my arms to the upper corners of the bed, and was just starting on my legs when Garvey came back. He was carrying a fresh bottle of beer, as well as the champagne bottle he'd mentioned earlier. I had really hoped he wasn't serious about that.

As I had feared, the shiny aluminum bottle was so cold it was already showing little drops of condensation. At least the champagne hadn't been chilled yet, and was at room temperature.

“Get those legs spread wide. I got plans for that ,” he said.

Damon nodded, and pulled the ropes attached to my ankles just a little bit tighter before tying them off, spreading my legs even wider than he'd been planning to.

As always, the time I spend in my yoga classes is worthwhile. I'm able to spread my legs wide enough to impress the guys tying me down, but still be quite comfortable. Most of the time, that is. Every so often I come across a guy who can actually tell that I'm just making it seem like my legs are spread as wide as they go. In those cases, I can wind up with my legs spread cheerleader wide, uncomfortable and sometimes even painful after a while. Damon either wasn't one of those guys, or he had no personal desire to spread me like that, so comfortable is where he stopped.

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I had been wondering why Damon himself was doing all this stuff for Garvey. It seemed like the sort of thing a CEO would delegate. But as he stood there staring down at my wide-open pussy, his expression told me he'd probably be fucking me himself after Garvey left. Why delegate when you can watch all the stuff being done, get nice and excited, and then get to ?

Garvey looked over at Damon and said, “You still got that ball-gag?”

Damon did, and very shortly I had it back in my mouth.

“You thought I was kidding about the beer bottle, didn't you, bitch?”

I shook my head “no”, but I don't think he really cared if I though he was kidding or not.

“Hope you're wet.”

With his thumb and forefinger, he spread my , and pressed the bottom of that cold bottle against my opening. I made an involuntary squeak — the bottle was painfully cold!

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