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stop you from keeping yourself locked up.
Any time you've decided that you've had enough fun for tonight, you
can slip away and leave us here with our dicks in our hands. In
fact, that was probably your plan from the beginning.”
    “I gave you my word that one of you will have
me. If you can decide which one, then that one will get the
key.”
    “Like you said, yourself, words don't count
as much as physics.”
    She smiled again. “Okay. I'll give you a
little more physics to make my promise irrevocable. Come on, boys.”
She walked through the arch into the living room. The men followed.
Roy looked at the metal strip that passed between her buttocks. It
would chafe if she tried to walk too far because it was wide enough
to ensure that nobody used her back door without the key. The only
orifice that was available was her mouth and that was guarded by
her lovely white teeth. He did not doubt that she would Bobbit the
man who tried to take her mouth against her will.
    In the living room, Felicity walked to the
mantel and picked up a light silver chain with a key attached. She
draped it around her neck so that the key hung down between her
breasts. Then she walked to the couch where there was a pile of
chain and leather waiting.
    She buckled one wide leather cuff about each
wrist, threading a metal loop through the straps near the buckle.
She threaded the hasp of an open padlock through one end of the
short chain. “If one of you gentlemen would be so kind as to lock
the chain to my cuffs.”
    Stan took the lock and threaded the hasp
through the two loops. When he snapped the lock closed, her wrists
were locked into the cuffs in front of her and the cuffs were
locked together at the end of the chain.
    She walked to the far corner of the room.
“Now, if one of you would like to hook the last link of the chain
to the ceiling.”
    Roy looked up and saw that there was a heavy
hook screwed into the ceiling above her head. He would bet that a
hanging plant was sitting in a spare room right now. Looking down,
he saw a two-step stool next to the wall. She had thought of
everything, but the stool was overkill. Timothy was tall enough to
reach the ceiling without the stool. When he took the end of the
chain, she obligingly raised her arms over her head so that he
could reach up and snap the last link over the hook. When she was
secured, her hands were held loosely together over her head, elbows
bent slightly and breasts pulled upward in a most fetching way.
    She looked down at the key that was hanging
between her breasts, rising and falling with every breath. With the
chain and leather cuffs keeping her hands above her head, there was
no way for her to reach it herself. It was almost cruel that she
had made herself wear the means of her release where she could see
and feel it but not reach it.
    Timothy took the opportunity to caress the
perfect curves of her tits. Despite his eagerness to brawl with the
other men, he touched the woman with surprising gentleness, giving
the impression that he genuinely cared about her feelings. She
closed her eyes and moaned softly at his touch, giving every man in
the room the impression that she was looking forward to an evening
of hot sex.
    Roy noted that the hook in the ceiling had a
spring-loaded safety latch on it that prevented the chain from
slipping back off unless the latch was held open. Felicity was not
tall enough to reach the latch herself. It would be impossible for
her to pull the chain off the hook. She was trapped until someone
released her.
    Stan kicked the step-stool away just to be
certain that she could not hook it with her foot and pull it
closer.
    “The key to the padlock is on my necklace,”
she said. “I trust that the winner will release me after I tell you
where to find the key to the chastity belt.”
    There was no question that Roy would unlock
her. She would be a lot more fun lying on her back or bent over a
table than standing in the corner with her arms stretched