Waving at us was a couple. She looked early thirties, long jet black hair, big bouncing breast’s, by no means slim and a triangle patch above her pu...ic bone. He looked late fifties a bit of extra padding around his waist, covered in tattoos and a small cock sitting between his legs, but he had the biggest pair of balls I had ever seen in my life. When they caught up with us they exchanged kisses with Helen, who then introduced me. The lady was called Lisa and the man was Tony. Helen went on to. There were already hundreds of villagers encircling the square when Zax and Razela arrived. Men and women of age were building a great bonfire, but from Zax’s recollection it should not be to cremate the dead, since they were already buried.Fifteen or so meters from the bonfire was a crescent platform with wooden, tall chairs, nine in total. On seven chairs sat a group of elderly men and women, the youngest looking, surprisingly, was the middle aged Garnet.Garnet sat to the right of an old man. He then methodically wrapped each breast, always careful to go under her submission chain each time he crossed her cleavage. The final loop went around her waist and through her wrist bindings. This final bind pulled her breast out and down as well as her wrist against her bum.As the ropes tightened on her breasts Lynn could feel how more aroused her extended nipples had become. The wet juices leaking from inside were ready evidence of how much she enjoyed his attention and the discomfort of. Just the thought of it used to keep me awake at night masturbating.And so when the first telephone call came about two days later, and a lady called Carolina introduced herself, I told her that she'd be able to come for an interview straight away. As soon as the phone was down, I could feel my cock stirring, and I recall she rang the door bell at about two o'clock and all I could think about was that I had just three hours to get her knickers off. I recognized her as one of the attractive girls.