They ached, and her nipples were swollen. Massaging both through her clothing Jack grinned down at the waitress. “Getting my money’s worth.” He took hold of her other ankle and did the same, leaving Jim hold her arms down while he worked. “Oh, fuck me, fuck me…” “Don’t worry, honey, trust me, we will.” He lifted his penis and offered it to her. “I’ve given you a combination of sodium pentothal and a couple of other drugs.” He thrust again, then pulled out and took a step back, untying her shoelaces and pulling her shoes off. Her eyes fluttered open, but appeared glazed and she seemed to be having difficulty focusing on any one thing in particular. “You’re serious?” He asked. “Good girl. “Just a little something to help our girl relax. “How about this poker table over here?” Jim asked, pointing to the heavy, circular wooden table.
