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She lay tied atop the dining table, her arms stretched above her and her legs spread wide with her knees in the air; plenty of room for her to move without injuring herself in her prone position. The only piece of cloth near her was the blanket beneath her and the rag gagging her. Her hair spread out above her, cushioning her arms, creating the illusion of a pillow.

The front door opened, closed, and the footsteps of the man arriving halted two steps inside the house. "Jack, is that you?" A male voice called from somewhere deep in the house, but the new comer could not speak through the shock of what he saw on the other side of the half wall separating the main living room and the dining room. "Jack?" Again the voice called, but closer. "Oh! Hi, Nick! You're home early!" This time the voice drifted down from the balcony above the entry.

Nick managed to pull his gaze away from the wide brown eyes of his landlord's wife staring at him in shock from across the room and looked up. Mark, the tied woman's husband, smiled. In an attempt to speak, Nick opened his mouth, but only stuttered as his eyes drifted back to the naked woman set like an offering to all of mankind.

"She's a beauty, isn't she?" Mark's words slid down Nick's neck, the other man only inches from his ear. Too startled to jump, too shocked to move, Nick just stood still, eyes transfixed. Mark threw an arm around Nick's shoulders, but the man still did not move. Suddenly, Mark's free hand was cupped around the very obvious bulge in Nick's jeans, "She's been waiting over two hours, maybe you can give her a nice warm up?"

And just as quietly as he appeared, Mark was gone. His voice drifted down once more from upstairs, "She's all yours for now. Enjoy the buffet, but save some for later! The rest of the guys will be here soon!"

Mark's words slowly sunk in. Nick needed no more encouragement, but could not decide how to proceed. Was this a test? Was Mark lying about the other guests? Would he be kicked out of the only cheap room for rent in the entire area? Questions tumbled through his mind as he took each step closer to the dining room and the 'buffet' available. Again he stopped just inside the door, unable to fully take in the reality of the situation. Her sudden, but slow, movement commanded his gaze to rise to her face. No longer was there a shocked, fearful glint in her eyes, but instead a hungry and determined - and begging? Nick could not be certain - look escaped from the dark recesses of her pupils.

From that one look, she had said so much. Test or not, Nick no longer questioned what to do; his mind had been made up, and he would not let this opportunity pass him by.

Description
She lay tied atop the dining table, her arms stretched above her and her legs spread wide with her knees in the air; plenty of room for her to move without injuring herself in her prone position. The only piece of cloth near her was the blanket beneath her and the rag gagging her. Her hair spread out above her, cushioning her arms, creating the illusion of a pillow.

The front door opened, closed, and the footsteps of the man arriving halted two steps inside the house. "Jack, is that you?" A male voice called from somewhere deep in the house, but the new comer could not speak through the shock of what he saw on the other side of the half wall separating the main living room and the dining room. "Jack?" Again the voice called, but closer. "Oh! Hi, Nick! You're home early!" This time the voice drifted down from the balcony above the entry.

Nick managed to pull his gaze away from the wide brown eyes of his landlord's wife staring at him in shock from across the room and looked up. Mark, the tied woman's husband, smiled. In an attempt to speak, Nick opened his mouth, but only stuttered as his eyes drifted back to the naked woman set like an offering to all of mankind.

"She's a beauty, isn't she?" Mark's words slid down Nick's neck, the other man only inches from his ear. Too startled to jump, too shocked to move, Nick just stood still, eyes transfixed. Mark threw an arm around Nick's shoulders, but the man still did not move. Suddenly, Mark's free hand was cupped around the very obvious bulge in Nick's jeans, "She's been waiting over two hours, maybe you can give her a nice warm up?"

And just as quietly as he appeared, Mark was gone. His voice drifted down once more from upstairs, "She's all yours for now. Enjoy the buffet, but save some for later! The rest of the guys will be here soon!"

Mark's words slowly sunk in. Nick needed no more encouragement, but could not decide how to proceed. Was this a test? Was Mark lying about the other guests? Would he be kicked out of the only cheap room for rent in the entire area? Questions tumbled through his mind as he took each step closer to the dining room and the 'buffet' available. Again he stopped just inside the door, unable to fully take in the reality of the situation. Her sudden, but slow, movement commanded his gaze to rise to her face. No longer was there a shocked, fearful glint in her eyes, but instead a hungry and determined - and begging? Nick could not be certain - look escaped from the dark recesses of her pupils.

From that one look, she had said so much. Test or not, Nick no longer questioned what to do; his mind had been made up, and he would not let this opportunity pass him by.