A few minutes later, her other foot had been secured to the other side of the headboard. Art stepped back to admire his handiwork.Ana whaled in misery...as she struggled to free herself. Her legs were spread wide and there was absolutely nothing she could do to cover vagina, or little brown asshole from the prying eyes of her suite-mates just outside the room.Christian fished around in his bag until he found the long school style wooden paddle he had packed. Moving to the side of the bed,. You are relaxed and warm and happy. You are so tired... all you want to do is sleep. Now sleep, Elizabeth, sleep," he said.Elizabeth was completely unconscious. Peter had her under his hypnotic spell and now he was going to try to implant a suggestion that would help her merge her two personalities."Now Elizabeth, I'm going to try to merge your personalities. You are going to become the dominant personality and Beth will be under your control. You will determine when and if she comes forward. My eyes followed her harness down to her crotch. A thin leather strap descended from the body of the harness right between her legs. It didn’t however offer any real protection for her modesty. Instead it just drew the eye to her swollen labia, which it split without hiding. I was sure that I could see a glistening on her inner thighs portraying that she was excited. This if anything shocked me more than the terrible fact that she had been led like an animal by a leash, or I suppose it would be. She wore stockings, thigh highs, they made her feel sexy and a little dirty. She’d been wearing a skirt all day and when she crossed her legs her bare thighs were visible to anyone who looked her way. She was well aware of this as well and enjoyed the stares.At this moment she was in her bedroom and could not wait for the encounter that was about to take place. There was an admirer there and she loved it. As she ran her fingers through her hair down the side of her face and one finger slid down.