“You’re going to need a little help to get the full enjoyment,” Nancy cooed and ran the scarf across his face. Chester put his hands behind him without hesitation. She moved behind him, removed a pair of handcuffs from a drawer, and clamped them on him.
“What the hell are you doing?” he roared.
Nancy was already pulling his slacks down, “We don’t allow swearing here.”
He continued to curse as Bruce and Jane ran up from the basement and restrained him while Nancy fastened a c**k and ball harness with a D ring on him and added a leash. At this point, it was all over for poor macho Chester. He was led downstairs by the leash and was powerless to resist. Since weight loss was a longer-term goal, he was immediately chained to the ceiling by his neck, his shirt was cut off, and he began a fas
