Joseph turned to me and smiled, and I smiled back – it was a special moment. I’d never realised how special he made me feel and I was overcome wit... passion and I think he felt the same, he was lost in my eyes. He took a poppy from his side and broke it from it’s stem. Delicately he pressed it against my nose and I smiled… he slowly leant towards me and pressed his lips against mine. I kissed him back, kisses that are too soft to even describe. His lips were gentle and loving. I put my tongue. I couldn’t touch myself the way I wanted to - the tension of the tight material prevented me from the doing the job properly.But that just made the stimulation better – made me even more desperate. My mind transformed the dry girl on the screen into the girl walking away as the scene faded to black. Her hair plastered to her body, a body which was beaded with droplets of piss.The droplets shone in the lights of the studio.She looked beautiful, fresh and clean, as though she had just stepped. She seemed to be enjoying their attention while they all watched what may be interesting on the dais. The leather clad couple placed the saw horse the way they wanted it, with completed disregard for where I was standing. Pushing and bumping causing me to work extra hard at maintain my balance. My cock suffering as the bungie cord taut and unforgiving, along with the weights on my nipples and balls moving quickly in response to the abrupt shocks as I was being pushed and shoved.Once the saw. I have no idea why no one has tried to remove the water but then again I have learnt not to question my luck too much. She smelled heavily of perfume. I looked at her heavily made up face. She looked as though she was sleeping but there was a pained, troubled look on her lovely face. Poor girl. I cannot imagine the trauma she must have gone through being attacked, chloroformed, raped and drowned in one day. I hope it will get better for her now that she is safely in my handsFirst, I wanted to.