'Close your eyes and keep them closed'. This is it, flashed through my mind, and as I closed them, wrinkling up my face in a show of grim determinatio..., perhaps over emphasizing my determination to obey and follow whatever he was going to do, so when I said I disagreed with his theory, I at least could prove it by doing exactly what he was going to do. 'Ok, good', he said softly, and I felt him part my thighs, which surprisingly opened to easily, wider than the girl opposite, it was what he. His face was masked in the room’s shadows, no doubt by design. Missy lay there on her stomach, hogtied with her arms held behind her, her legs drawn up and her head held firmly in place. She fearfully gazed into the darkness where she knew her observer’s face to be, she couldn’t see his eyes but she could feel them boring deep into her, seeking something. What: she did not know. Slowly, the man stood up. His face was hidden in even deeper shadows as he rose, the light falling. Her eyes were on him, her full lips spread in a sensuous smile."I do like it," he nodded."I was hoping we could resume what we started three weeks ago." Natasha crossed the floor until she was standing in front of Tom. "I have decorated my room like this every day since that night three weeks ago."They stood looking at each other for a long moment, neither one speaking. Without a word, Natasha stepped back a couple of feet from Tom and slipped out of the bathrobe. She looked at him with a. Gary screamed in pain and slapped her face away.May coughed and Gary grew angry. “Thought you would try to hurt me huh!” he said as he slapped her again. “No…Gary…I…just.” Gary slapped her again. “I don’t want to hear it bitch!” He grabbed the gag and tied it up tight. “Now it’s no more sweet guy.” He grabbed her face and began face fucking her rapidly. She began to cry and tried to remove her gag to explain but it was on too tight. Gary grabbed her head and began jacking off rapidly. He.