" Evan said. "Come on. I'm sorry honey." He tookher hand. "I really didn't mean to scream at you. Andyou're right. I have no clue what it takes to get...ready." You're forgiven." She replied."Will you change me back? Please?" he said."I haven't decided yet." She replied. "What's in it forme?" Huh?" he said."What do I get for changing you back?" Uh. You get your loving husband back?" he said, hopingthat was the right answer."Nope. Not good enough." She replied. "I want somethingmore." Like what?". I could not resist squirming against him, writhing and wriggling so that my face rubbed his thighs through the leather of the hood; so that the flesh of my breasts was massaged by his pelvis and by the steel tube. The nameless boy moaned into his gag, tormented, apparently, by the sensation of my smooth breasts around his helplessly trapped penis.Now I felt Angus press the boy's face into the valley between my bound thighs. I felt the boy's breath and warmth as his face was strapped to the. "Pulling her head back and holding it there for a moment to let her catch her breath for a moment, but only a moment. Looking down on her tearful face he pushed her back down on to his cock watching her arms twitch as she fought the urge to move them and try to fight him off. As he continued to force his way into her getting faster with each stroke she had lost all sense of time and was solely focused on trying to control her body so she didn't make her situation worse. After a time he held her. With one flick of his hands, the bra snapped open. The interfering brassiere came off my chest onto my arms revealing my creamy rocks & tense nipples. No-one was present in the office to whom I could have called for help & at the same time realizing that opposing his moves would mean compromising with my bread & butter job, I chose to resign myself to the situation.I obediently raised my arms to allow him to take out the bra. I was still sitting stationary in the chair, staring at the floor.