About midway through their senior year of school they were at Melissa’s home and Kathleen was trying on some of Melissa’s clothes. They often trad...d clothes. That expanded their wardrobe by giving the impression that they had more clothes than they really did. They were in her bedroom alone for the afternoon. Kathleen asked if she could try on some of her clothes as they had done so many times. Melissa responded with her normal approval and Kathleen striped off her school clothes down to her. “Where are the supplies,” I asked. From the bathroom I got the trimmer, razor and shave lotion. “Drop those shorts and panties and get up on the table, babygirl,” I said coming back.I had her positioned carefully, legs spread wide as I pulled her closer to the edge of the table and took a seat. Her bush was by no means full, but was already moist as I trimmed her mound. I lathered her up carefully and noticed the tremors in her thighs as I shaved her pussy bald. “Now comes the fun part,” I said. I am very much into the bondage aspect -- think about it for a second -- all of these images with the fancy rope are not blindfolded - but I would imagine that you would have to be blindfolded during the tying. This can not be done super fast - and if you struggled - the artwork of the rope would not be done well.So imagine the time that it would take - to get the ropes so artistically over and around you body -- think about being blind folded and my hands and the rope as they together move. She felt the three men, their gaze lingering as she stepped onto the red blanket, its warm woollen fibres tickling the soles of her feet. “You will do everything we say from this moment on. Do you understand, Sophie?” said the short man, peering for a second over his camera. Sophie nodded again feeling her adrenaline beginning to pump through her body. For eighteen she was short; some would say cute rather than pretty. Her strawberry blonde hair was tied back pristinely into a severe pony tail..