She wanted me to wear my short black lycra miniskirt, a red sleeveless blouse with Suntan pantyhose and nothing else underneath and my bright red pate...t-leather high-heels with the sexy ankle straps. I was to be tied to a chair with a ball-gag and my hands cuffed behind my back for no less than 2 hours. In addition, she wanted me to have six metal clips attached to my mound between my legs. And, thinking I needed more punishment, I was to tape six thumbtacks to the seat of the chair. We chatted. And then there are other times, Lady Luck smiles at you, like today. Standing back from the checkpoint was someone I knew. Jack Binlow. He was dressed in a uniform looking suit and ‘Saint’s Be Praised’, he had a nice shiny badge hanging on his pocket. He sure looked like a supervisor.He had not only been in my grade but had been in several of my classes all through high school to graduation. OK, I hadn’t thought of him as a playmate, but like everyone in the class, he was a friend. I wasn’t. His hands groped desperately over her body. He gasped. The woman spread her legs for his fingers and pushed her chest out into his palm. She cradled the man to her. Her hand stroking his hair maternally — her mouth locked over his throat.His hands fell away a few minutes later. His breath slowed. His eyes rolled soon after that. The woman held him to her. She sucked and sucked until she was sure there was no life left in him. She let him go then. The man's body slumped as she stepped away from. Fir thode der baad wo naha kar bathroom se red grown mai bahar aayi aor uske bhhege bheege baal aor uski body ke perfum mujhe madhos kar rahe the wo mere paas aakar baith gayi aor boli aaj ki raat mai tum mai khona chahti hu puri raat tumhre baho mai sona chahti hu fir mane uske baho mai hath daal kar use apni aor kheech kar kiss start kar di kiss karte karte mane use bed par litaya aor uske grown ko uske jangho se utha kar use nikal kar fek diya uske red bra aor red panty ko dekh kar mai pagal.