Sophia lay stock still, rigid in abject horror, Dont just lie there girl, Madame ordered as she motioned to Bessie to release Sophias hands, Make the ...entleman feel welcome. Sophia looked around helplessly as Marcel pinned her to the bed, she near choked until Madame loosened the hand kercheif silencing her which allowed her to gasp for breath, Welcome the gentleman, make him feel welcome, Madame repeated. Sophia tentatively reached around Marcel and held him as his great appendage speared in. Finally, the weight of her on my back was gone and so was he.I was left draped across the table with my arms still bound in theirleather arm binder and my raped and sore ass exposed for all to see.Master came over replaced my butt plug and pulled on the leash and wewere off again back to the car.Master seemed pleased. Me? Humiliated!We drove back to the flat in silence with Master constantly patting andrubbing my thigh and rubber wear. He led me into the flat past the neighbours that raped and. 'Closer' he hisses. You move to within a foot of him. Looking into your eyes he reaches down. You draw your breath as his fingers tough your tummy, slide down and follow the garters down to your cunt. You swallow as his fingers sift through your nicely trimmed pubic hair. Then you shudder quietly as a single finger finds the slit of your cunt and moves gently up and down, teasing your lips and your clit 'You're wet', .... accuses you. 'That's because you're touching me', you whisper. 'Nonsense'. What time should we meet you there?”Abioye answered, “I will make reservations for eight, I know the owner. When you arrive just give the maître de my name and he will seat you.”I said him, “Thank you, we would see him at eight.” I had no idea of what was going to happen that evening. One thing I did know, I do not trust anyone. I had brought with me four movie cameras that worked on sound and movement. I really wanted to see if anyone came into our room while we were out. They were no larger.