This is the fourth in a series that starts with Cabin Fever and continues with Cabin John and Cabin Pressure.
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Jerry interrupted my self-loathing by pausing to speak to Samantha.
"Honey, why don't you and your boy toy go fix us another round of drinks. We're going to be thirsty after this."
Sam took me by the arm and guided me inside. I could hear the men grunting and Tracy gasping. Sam looked like she wanted to say something and then thought better of it. At one point she glanced up a couple times and I realized she was looking at the security camera. She looked at me meaningfully. I had no idea what she was trying to communicate.
I made the three boilermakers while Sam made a couple of Long Island Ice Teas. She came around to my side and pulled the A and Q drawers open slightly on the 'candy jar' and looked at me pointedly again before reaching into an unmarked drawer and pulling out a couple of pills. She grabbed one of the two mortar and pestle sets next to the candy jar and went to another part of the bar to work.
I had been trying to figure out what those drawers were ever since I had seen them. I had guessed the Q was Quaalude Now I remember hearing something about Ambien and sex drive and thought maybe that's what the 'A' was. I didn't think it was Arsenic but the way I was feeling I wished it was.
I reached in and grabbed several of the tablets and put them in the mortar and pestle on the bar. I ground them up quickly and distributed most of the contents among the three drinks I had made. I was getting ready to top them off with the remainder when Sam grabbed my arm and took the bowl. She split the remainder between the two Long Island Ice Teas she had made. She set the empty bowl down and picked up the one she had been using and distributed the remains of some other crushed pills among my three glasses. Sam got out a tray for the drinks, grabbed two bottles of water, and had me follow her out of the door.
Mike was now laying on the ground with Tracy face-up directly on top of him. He must have been in the process of splitting Tracy's ass in two. Kent was between their legs completing the sandwich and fucking Tracy's cunt while Jerry was to the side of her head, securing it against his groin. Part of me was glad to see her getting pounded. Most of me wished an Uzi would fallout of the sky into my hands.
Samantha handed the drinks to Tamara and Blair who both took big sips. I didn't know why she was doing this. I didn't know how the guys would react if both women passed out. I rolled with it.
"Had your fill Sam?," Blair teased.
Sam ignored her and spoke to the guys who were slowing down.
"Why does Tracy get to have all the fun? There are three more of us over here looking for some attention."
Jerry pulled himself away from Tracy.
"That's a great idea, Sam. We could all use a little breather and drink. We can watch your boy clean up his old lady with his tongue."
Mike slid out from under Tracy. Kent's hips oscillated up and down. Jerry and Mike stood up on either side of Tracy and jerked on their cocks. As Kent completed his orgasm he sat up and finished himself off on Tracy's crotch while Mike and Kent shot their loads all over Tracy's breasts and face just like in one of those lame pornos. Blair and Tammy applauded.
The men bowed and walked over to the table with the drinks and draped towels around their groins. Sam grabbed me by the back of the neck and guided my head to Tracy's torso.
I licked up all the cum off of Tracy's body starting at her groin and working my way up to her neck and head. I heard the women and men talking amongst themselves and laughing.
Tracy was out of it. I don't know if it was what she took or something Jerry gave her or a combination of both but she was barely conscious. I heard the conversations slowly dying. I took my time attending to Tracy. I licked Tracy's face off and then kissed her cheek.
"I'm going to get you out of here."
Tracy said something unintelligible, never opening her eyes.
I stood and looked around. Both Tamara and Blair were in a zombie like state. The three men were slumped in their chairs. Jerry had his beer glass with one last gulp in it between his legs. Kent's was set on a table next to him. Mike still had his eyes open and his glass firmly clutched in his hand but showed no signs of life.
Sam was nowhere in sight.
Perhaps I would have done things differently if I had had more time to plan but I didn't so I just improvised.
I stood a few feet in front of Mike and punched the air six inches in front of his nose. He didn't flinch. I really wanted to go another eight inches but I didn't want to wake him up.
I didn't know how much time I had. I ran in to the house and up the stairs and into the playroom where I had been held hostage. I opened the toy box and grabbed all the bondage gear I could find including several pairs of hand cuffs and ankle cuffs and brought it down and plopped it all down on the patio.
Starting with Mike, I handcuffed one bracelet to his hands and put the other end around the base of his balls and cock closing it as tight as possible. I got a second pair of handcuffs and hooked Mike's other hand to the base of Kent's cock and balls. I attached one of Kent's hands to his chair and the other to Jerry's cock and balls. Finally I handcuffed Jerry's hands to his chair. I found some ankle cuffs and connected Mike to his chair and then to Kent, Kent to Jerry, and Jerry to the gas grill.
I guided both woman to the ground, only gently enough to keep them from waking up, and used spreader bars to put them both in vulnerable X positions. I secured them together with a pair of ankle cuffs and a pair of leg cuffs. Finally I put ball gags and blindfolds on all five of them.
I knew I needed a way out of here. I went into the spare bedroom and found wallets, purses, and cell phones laying out on top of each of the bureaus as well as car keys and a large jack knife. I grabbed the knife, all the cellphones, and both sets of car keys and threw them in a plastic bag I found and went out front. One car was a Ford pick-up and the other was a Toyota SUV. I peaked into the Toyota and saw it had a GPS. I climbed in and started it up.
Next I went in to Jerry and Sam's Bedroom. I startled Sam as she was packing up her clothes. She turned to me with a fake look of terror on her face. She fumbled for words.
"Hey...I...Don't hurt me Rich, it wasn't my fault."
