She started to stand, and in that moment, realized the threads binding her. Bridgette blinked in surprise. The bastard was compelling her! He smiled a...ain when she hesitated.Bridgette couldn't explain it. She reached out and grabbed a handful of the threads and yanked. She saw the sudden surprise on his face, felt the sudden tightening of the bands.She knew what he wanted then. Rage rose in her. She didn't grab a handful of thread this time -- she used two hands, and dragged on them mightily.. The other trailed in his wake.“Have you seen one of these Trish?” he said.“No, what’s it for?” she replied. Her voice sounding a little anxious.Carl fished in his inside jacket pocket and pulled out a black mask, which he handed to Trish.“Here put this on and I’ll show you.”She hesitantly put on the mask and adjusted it over her eyes.Carl whipped back his right hand and sent it lashing towards her face, stopping only centimetres away. Seeing no reaction he turned and said, “Just checking, it. I sat back on the vanity dresser for a moment to take in the vision id been presented with.I was pleasently supprised as it was only 2 days earlier that i had confessed to my normally mild mannered groccery store manager girlfriend that id been fantasizing about fucking a hot Goth slut.She turned off her vibrator put it in her clevage came over to me and kissed me passionately. i could taste her lipstick and felt it smear around my mouth. I licked down over the stainless steel spikes and kissed. She rolled her eyes and groaned in pleasure, then said, "Oh My God Jack! This fish is positively exquisite and extremely delicious! You have to try a bite!"She forked off another piece and fed it to Jack, who chewed it slowly and said, "You're right baby. It is good! Would you like to try a piece of my lobster?" No thank you, dear. I don't care for lobster much. But thanks anyhow love. May I trouble the waiter for a glass of ice water? The fish is making me thirsty and the wine isn't helping.