"Well?" Tiffany asked as Sophina pulled her dark, athletic, bare arms behind her back and tightly tied those wrists. She turned and looked behind her as she saw her fellow B Teamers tied tightly. A rope was then tied around Tiffany’s bonds and tied off on Abbie, beginning the line. Tiffany smiled weakly at the succulently plump blond before looking forward, her eyes on Sophina. She was soon marched along with the others and found herself hanging on a hook. The rest of the girls, except for the elaborately tied Melissa, went through a similar process.

Natalie and Sarah were hanging in bra, panties and sneakers. Natalie’s milky, soft body was highlighted by her green bra and panties but Sarah looked a little bony with her thin frame so exposed. When Ho was bound and Sophina asked for a replacement, Melissa made loud moans into her gag. Too bad she wasn’t allowed to talk. Tiffany closed her dark lips tight. “I will,” Abbie said.

“Traitor,” Tiffany muttered.