Sometimes men are just so predictable! I was now ready to put my plan into action.At the end of the corridor outside our room was a small lounge area ...ith a few comfortable chairs and a table. Using one of the chairs as a tripod for the camera, I positioned it looking towards the table. Making sure there was nobody about I posed, leaning over the table. Steve loves my naked bum with stockings and suspenders so I hitched up my skirt to give him a good view. I looked back over my shoulder towards. I just laid there, not fully understanding until she spread her legs open and put her hands up at the corner bed posts. The light came on, but I looked at Red for assurance. Red reached out and took two of the ties. "I'll do her wrists, you do her ankles," she said point of fact. I don't remember getting off the bed but all of a sudden I found myself at the foot of the bed, between her legs, staring up at a very wet open pussy. The moisture was literally making it shine. I tore my eyes away. SMACK!Her body jerked and she tried to scream as he slapped her right boob, making it bobble and bounce, smacking against her other one. With it bound like it was it hurt even more than it usually would have, the blood had pooled into her large titties. He smacked the left one, and then the right, playing her like he would the bongo drums, watching them bounce and flop on her chest and slowly turn a bright pink. It was absolutely delightful, how springy they were, and the pained look on her. On Friday night only without informing her I reached her home. She was surprised to see me on her door step. She just say hi and I can see she was getting uncomfortable.‘may I come in’‘Sure..how come you are here today’‘I cant stop thinking about you dear.’ She was wearing a night gown red in color having tight legin and sily top. and her hair was tied in bun. Her figure was traceable on that gown and I couldn’t wait any longer.I came near her and hugged her. so tight. As she is taller than me.