I can barely breathe." Dani said as she ambled back to her room. In all the time of known her i had never been able to pin down Dani's genetic make up... Some blend of ethnicities had given her a deep bronze skin, long wavy dark hair, and green eyes that flashed brilliantly in most any light. Body-wise, she was nice. No model to be sure, but very nice. She stands about 5' 8" tall, strong legs with powerful thighs, a well-defined bottom with hips widened by genetics and c***dbirth. Her waist is. A blindfold is tied over your eyes and a bit gag is put in your mouth. The bit is wide; it stretches my jaws wide apart, leaving the cold air enter my gaping mouth. Clouds of vapour come out of it. Your wrists are handcuffed to the sides of the ladder and then the same is done to your ankles. A metal collar is put on your neck and then it is chained to the ladder and secured with a lock. It holds your head securely back so you must stand quite upright. All these steel restraints are icy cold. She grabbed his arm, trying not to dig her nails into his arm. The door pinged shut and she caught a brief look in the mirrored wall as he slammed her against the wall. His hand was going up her skirt, she wondered what he would think when he found nothing there. Liam’s face was buried in her cleavage, his tongue licking and teasing her. He bit the side of her breast lightly. He looked up to her, his eyes sparkling with want and need. She could feel his hardness pressed against her, she got her. I clumsily made my way up the stairs and prepared to pass out in the guest bedroom. This was a room I’d spent many nights in while growing up. In my slightly inebriated state I rummaged through my suitcase and managed to find my baby blue mid-thigh length nightgown. It was all satin except for an upper lacy section that covered my breasts. The straps were the thin spaghetti type. I struggled to divest myself of my clothing and laughed to myself at what a spectacle I must be making. After.