I'm not sure I could have spoken in a normal voice. As I stood there, making my final decision, thinking about what the rope was going to be used for... I felt the last shreds of my self control slipping away. I hung my head down over my arms on the cart and let the orgasm wash over me. It was like a tide of lava, coming from my ass and clit all the way up my body to my head and back down. I knew my face must be very flushed. I gave myself a few seconds and then started to straighten up, but. This time, it was Amy who was dragged by the hair. The hood descended. Strong arms held her in place as the jumpsuit and her bra were stripped off. It seemed only an instant before her hands were cuffed behind here, leg irons and chains attached. A muffled Noooooo! escaped from under the hood as she was half-dragged half frog marched naked out of the cell.She was dragged along a number of corridors. At times, the guards would stop and shove her face to the wall and drive her to her knees. She. Mr. Richards lay the large piece of beaver fur on one of the trading tables, then lay out the selections of trimming tools to one side.As he worked he whistled a little short tune over and over.The steaming pot was whistling, steam shot forth in a long plume as it was forced out by pressure.Placing the black beaver fur over the egg shaped ring and aligning it just right, Mr. Richards placed another ring on top of the beaver fur.Then picking up the steamer he pointed the steam spout close to the. As we finish dressing the Geisha collects us and escorts us to the door. “O ai dekite koeideshita” “Arigatozaimashita, sayonara,” I say.We get back to Connie’s apartment, “Jay, would you stay the night with me.” “With pleasure, I respond.” I follow her into the apartment, and into the bedroom. Connie turns and wraps her arms around my neck and we kiss passionately for a moment. “Baby, thank you for the best date I’ve ever been on.” She starts removing my cloths, and I remove hers. Naked again.