Before she was awake well enough to protest, Samantha was tied to the bed. The initial pain of the clamps faded rather quick as the fan began to blow cool air. Soon enough the pain was gone but she knew both her nipples and sex were as tensed as relations between the Soviet Union and the USA during the cold war. She desperately tried not to think about what today might bring but when her hosts entered the room a few hours later and told her what the plans were, she could feel her body squirm and shiver.<br/><br/><em>What did you get yourself into now Sam. You're being used for somebody else's pleasure.</em>Part of her mind was trying to fight it but the lust and pleasure just won. Although she was scared to what was to come. After all, a party by her two hosts couldn't possibly be anything like the parties she had been in and she feared she was getting more than she bargained for before she got into the car with Allan and Karen.<br/><br/>The baby oil and the way Karen massaged it over her body made her forget her worries altogether. Even when she felt Allan's much rougher touch, she still enjoyed it.<br/><br/><em>Whatever they tell me.. with whomever...</em><br/><br/>She felt her cunt react to that thought and without any doubt, Allan must have noticed it too. Before she could pay more attention to it, she felt Karen pull the clamps and gasped for air. Samantha was surprised indeed at how far they stretched and how much pain it caused when Karen let go of the clamps. Tears ran over her face and when she saw her oiled, shiny body, she anxiously awaited what the next thing was. The dog again? This time in front of their friends? That would be so humiliating. But maybe it would be better than being fucked by all the friends.... Sam didn't know and blinked her eyes a couple of times to get the tears from her eyes, looking at Karen and Allan, smiling to let them know whatever they had in mind, she was ready.