Then she felt the final strap, a wide leather one, go across the small of her back. As Henry tightened the restraint, it pulled her down, arching her ...ack until it was almost uncomfortable. Once she was secured, Henry pulled a chair over close to her head, sat down and looked at her. Lori was smiling and moving a little bit. “Wow! This is really secure. I can’t really move anything but my head, hands, and feet. Ok. Thanks for the demonstration. I would like to get up now.”“Are sure about that?. Don’t you ever wish you could, uh, indulge in whatever you repress?” “Believe me, I do.” Hatshepsut widened her grin and batted her eyelashes. “Come to think of it, Mikha’El, you’re actually quite comely.” She drummed her fingers onto his tunic. “I want to see what your chest looks like.” “I shall gladly oblige, Your Majesty.” Mikha’El slipped the tunic off to reveal his chiseled abdominals. “How do you like it?” Hatshepsut stroked her hands up and down his torso and then rubbed each muscle. Unfortunately, observed Padma as she scouted his office, “So does his secretary.” As the moment for seduction arrived, Padma realized she would have to distract the secretary in order for Aalia to have Mani’s undivided attention to her plea. “Wait 5 minutes,” Padma instructed Aalia, “then he’s all yours.” “I hate to bother you, but my copier is out of toner,” was Padma’s ruse. “Could I use yours?” “Of course,” Mani smiled. “My secretary will help you.” While in the copy room with Mani’s. When he had finished with her back he suggested Sally kneel. When she did, Mel, once again red-faced as an Indian, began soaping up Sally’s still spanking-reddened buttocks. He quickly rinsed both cheeks off and told her to turn back around.?No, No, Honey. You forgot the crack between her butt. Gotta get that clean. Why don’t you use your hand and rub the soap directly in there, Sweetie.?With trembling fingers Mel ran the soap up and down between Sally’s butt cheeks. He was about to use.