I strike up a conversation. I lean over to tie my laces, making sure he can see my breasts hanging down in my bra. I look up and his tongue is hanging...out. It's so easy with men it doesn't seem fair. But it's her I need. She's the key.I love what you're wearing. Your hair looks great. Do you do it yourself? You're a very attractive woman. How do you stay so slim?(light touch on her arm.) Bet a lot of guys hit on you. Does your husband get jealous? Wink and a smile.He's a successful lawyer;. He grabbed both her pigtails in one hand, like an experienced rider takes the reigns of a horse, and pulled her head back. He didn't wait for her to count anymore, she would just have to keep up. He bore down on her with his flat hand in full force. Sixteen. Seventeen, Eighteen. Her mascara was getting muddled with the tears that were dripping down her cheeks, but she had stopped her whining. Nineteen, Twenty. He yanked her head back all the way so she was looking up to him with her teary. It's our little secret. You just get on with your life and we'll get on with ours, OK? Best for everyone, don't you think?" Sophie nodded and stood up, her musky perfume was strong and for a second or so, my lustful desires surged up and I almost kissed her. Sophie smiled and said,"Thank you Ann, and I'm so sorry for what I said. Shall I go up and see Lena and speak to her?" I put my hand on her arm, my fingers were just inches away from her lovely tits, and said,"No need. I'll go and see her,. He then took the collar and cuffs off me but not for long as they were then replaced by another collar and then I was cuffed to the wall and this person then left. I am not sure how long I was left like this for but it seem like a long time, then a light came on and I could see myself in a mirror which was on the wall opposite me and a sign above my head that read slut for hair with an arrow pointing down to me. Then I noticed that there were also two cameras facing me so was I being watched or.