A single naked bulb in the ceiling shined down on her like a spotlight, while the rest of the room remained shrouded in darkness. As a final touch, I ...astened a leather strap just below her elbows, so she couldn't even bring her head forward to look down and see for herself just how exposed and vulnerable she was. I gave her time to explore each facet of her predicament in turn. The tightness of the leather cuffs. Her body rotating slowly on the twisted rope. The cool air against her. This set the pattern for many months till one day when we were lying in bed and linda looked at me and started playing with my cock as i got hard she started to ask me questions,when did you last dress up and suck a cock ?, do you fancy doing it more often?, i answerd best i could telling her i enjoyed all things feminine and that i liked sucking on the odd times that i went out, she then told me that sam kept pushing her to suck him off as he wanted more than just fucking her, but i know that. She gave a very loud moan by my this action. Then after some time of licking, she pulled my shirt. I was licking her stomach, navel and then slowly proceeded to her legs. Her legs were so white like milk and with absolutely no hairs. I removed all her clothes and she was just in her panty.I removed my clothes too except for my underwear and then we both started foreplay. Then she came and sat on my mouth while wearing her panty. I was licking her wet panty like mad. She was moving her hands on. The exercise gave her ample warning of the dangers of falling under the control of the man’s demanding passion and she kept him at arm’s length as diplomatically as possible.The poor gentlewoman of stunning beauty and fine figure walked with measured gait up the circular stairs to her appointed bed-chamber for removal of her all-black costume and exposure of her milk-white skin. It was as if she was under a trance that robbed her of her free will to resist the advances of the devious but.