Tara went and sat dutifully on the chair. 'What the fuck am I doing?' her brain was screaming, but her rational mind didn't seem to be in control anymore.

"It seems that we have a young woman who wants to see how things are supposed to be done," Karen crooned. She sat on the bed next to her man and took his seven-inch rod in her soft hand. She began stroking it gently.

Tara got her first look at the man. He had a light layer of hair over his upper body, and was obviously in good shape. He didn't seem to mind being tied up either. His female friend...