“You liked that didn’t you?”“Yes Sir,”“How wet did it make you? Why don’t you reach down and tell me?”I tentatively slide my right han... from the desk and ease a finger into my core, I whimper softly as I find my pussy dripping, I suddenly can’t stop fingering myself, forgetting that he’s there watching, I add a second and then a third finger stroking myself intimately.“You like finger fucking yourself don’t you my little slut,” I feel him move next to me sliding his hand across my ass, “would. Only then did I consider what I had done. Ouch. Nipple clamps were a new thing for me. Deep breath. Go with the burn. Pain is weakness leaving the body.I squirmed to settle the base of the butt plug beneath my heels and realized that I was almost in Second Position. That was fixable. The chain on the cuffs was long enough to allow me to grasp my elbows. This I did, then corrected posture. I could understand why Tess found this position so calming. She and I could do yoga together. Sharon had a. It looked like a gymnastics horse, but longer and with a different kind of thickly padded top. It had a crank on one end and what looked like a long hinged bar on one side. And he had cameras with lights set up in front and behind the apparatus. Her interest peeked immediately along with a flutter of nervous energy in her belly.Mr. Michaels proceeded to put ankle and wrist cuffs on both girls. Instead of the normal collar, he had metal ones. They were hard tubular collars that fit snug. " Wendy blinked, body pulling away just a touch. Gary caressed her back. "I'm not blind. I know ... I know that bastard did something to her. With her, beyond what we saw. Something that may need the skill of someone like you to fix. And, I'm glad. She seems, well, better. Happier. You ... you ARE fixing her, Wendy?"Those eyes regarded him for awhile. He tried to read something into them. For the first time, he couldn't. They were alien eyes. The eyes of a witch."I am helping her, Gary. Helping.