They held her feet in an extended position, as if she were stood on tip-toes.They strapped around behind her feet and prevented her from lifting her f...otout of a 'high-heeled' position. Beyonce tried in vain to fight against them,this was exactly the position she needed relief from, she whimpered silentlyat the exquisite cruelty of her bondage. She desperately tried to catch theman's eye, to try and plead with him to show her some mercy. The slight movementsof her head were however causing the. My mind cannot fathom the intricacy of that tangle of pale golden feminine curves that wreathed before me in such a brief glimpse. Women's legs intertwined, breast heaved as hair lay across the exposed limbs. Their moving, wriggling beauty, framed against the black cloth they laid upon.A quick glance back to the gate, says go now unseen, but I cannot leave now. I yearn to see more, the sound of the whimpers, and moans are so enticing. I ease back to where my eyes enter the beam of dim escaping. Joe and Marie were not still in love with each other but still felt for each other more to the point where they felt comfortable with each other but they found that they no longer had conversations but they spoke to one other when necessary. There was no nastiness, just indifference.Lovemaking was irregular and was virtually reserved for birthdays and their wedding anniversary. The way they were was compounded by Joe spending a lot of extra time at work and having to travel interstate quite. All limbs were responding, if not exactly as directed. The background noise had faded a little and the sun was low enough to be a faded, light yellow ball, thirty minutes away from the ocean. Bits and pieces of thoughts and ideas came to him like a collage of photographs flashed on a screen too quickly, only long enough to know they were familiar. The doctor had come and gone and promised a lengthy talk tomorrow, when he was stronger. The only thing Michael knew right now was that he’d been in.