Can I join you? she asked as she took the spare stool next to mine. Yeah Jo why not. replied Paul, lust in his eyes. Jo was a 17 year old local hotty... unfortunately taken with a long time boyfriend, whom was stood talking to his friends at the bar. She was rather well stacked 38DD ish, or had a nice rack as our American cousins may say. Hair, Jennifer Anniston style and although no raving beauty she was attractive and not just for nice tits. Jo sat and turned to face me. Your not going out. You’re bound too tightly to move, now, and you love that so much. You love being helpless for me. Even though you can’t speak through the gag, you repeat the words in your mind. You love being helpless for me. You love being helpless for me. You love being helpless for me. ‘And now, bound and gagged and helpless to even gasp in pleasure, you really are my toy. Anyone passing by would just see someone sitting there, listening through headphones and lost in thought, but we both know that you’re. Ken jani hothat khalake aro jorebuker sathe chepe dhorlam r aste aste pithe hat bulate laglam. Kissukhon pithehat bulie tar mathai r gale o ador korte thaklam r se fupie fupie kadte thakloar onek kotha bolejete laglo. Kissukhon darie theke amar pa dhore ashsilo taiami take nea sofai boshlam, khala amar buke mukh guje fopate thaklo r amar bahat tar buker niche thakai prothom bar tar dudher akar onuman holo. Onek borodudh r besh norom. Ami tar dukre other fake hat ta chit kore nilam jate. Our slave instead of his." You can't be serious." I'm very serious. The thing is, only the perverted Tammy has access to the memories we want to hear about, and it would be really easy to just make her our slave and have her tell us everything we want to know. Actually, that's the only way I can think of doing it without having to pull over and spend a lot of time reprogramming her mind."When Holly didn't say anything, I said, "Well?" Well what? Do what you have to do. It's not like I have a.