The first one was of a pudgy girl, a young girl, who’d helped her boyfriend sell meth, and was convicted, sentenced to die.There was a series of pic...ures of her, and I was shook by her youthful exuberance, a charisma she exuded that leapt off my phone’s small square screen.The series of photos showed the girl smiling, eating dumplings with her jailers in the hours before she was to be executed, then the same jailers bringing her out to the execution grounds, and the girl in tears as she was. Once the mist of the spray was gone he stood there in his shiny tight latex with his cock rapidly growing as he fondled himself, his hands encased in the tight latex gloves. “ I never said to touch yourself you slut” and the crop was slashed across his ass cheeks. “Now turn round and bend over the bed, I have a present for you”. Once again he did as he was told and bent over exposing his naked ass to her for the second time that evening with his balls and cock tied tight in the Arab Strap,. He had new plans and she was going to help him fulfill them.He had watched her today, watched her run around with the high and mighty detective. She had been so pretty, her hair shining in the bright sun. She sparkled, glowed. He wanted that. So he had watched and planned. He thought if he could think about her hard enough, she would see him and she would know. But she hadn't noticed him, hadn't heard his silent calls. That would change. He would become all to her. He would be more than any. The afternoon wore on and two senior managers who had been at another meeting joined us, and the story so far was repeated for their benefit, and Karen was getting a bit restless and shifting her position in her seat. The blouse neck was actually looser than I had at first thought and I suddenly realised that not only was I seeing her neck and collarbones, but the blouse had shifted out on her shoulder and I could see her bra strap as it ran down over her shoulder bone. She saw me do a double.