"Hey. Hey!" she called out, but didn't expect a reply. All she could do was fidget, standing there hung by her wrists, with only the sounds of her bre...thing and heartbeat as company.This wasn't what she'd expected when she let him attack her again. She didn't want to be held as a slave in his basement, did she? Sure, it was a fetish theme she enjoyed, but what was the boundary between that and actual desire? A sexual fantasy is normally something you wish would happen someday. What do you call. His chest was bare above the level of the counter. She couldn't see if he wore anything below or not. "Oh, by the way, my name is Lester," the proprietor informed her. "And that gentleman over there is Sebastian. He'll take your coat...and your dress...and your bra...and your panties..." "I thought you said I wouldn't be expected to give any free shows?" Anita responded. "Of course not," replied Lester. "But it was worth a try, hey?" He nudged her gently. "But seriously, please feel free to. I was unable to raise my head. There was a pin drop silence. Harish repeated – look you don’t have options. You can’t play and so can’t return our money. What I am suggesting is the best and easiest way and you really don’t lose any thing! Just getting us to see your wife’s breasts is not going make any difference to you! Others also began giving justification and I do not know I suddenly began feeling aroused. I could feel all the eyes on my breasts and was already feeling as if I was standing. She always found a wayto get me off, even if she had to resort to sucking or just pressing on mylimp penis. I started to go down on her more frequently. Sex was differentthan before. Less intense. On the other hand, our sessions often lasted alot longer than before. That is, the actual pleasure lasted longer. Istarted to feel more sensitive in areas of my body aside from just mypenis during sex. This was a new experience for me.My emotions and energy started to level off and feel "normal" after.