"Or me" grinned Jenny still fingering her pussy.I smiled back and then wandered away, it had been a while since I had seen my wife and I was curious a... to where she was.Then Mrs Nutting stepped pass me holding her video camera."Oh hello Peter how are you?" she askedI had never actually seen her naked before but there she was completely naked with her big hanging tits out and bushy grey pussy talking to me just like neighbours do."I'm fine thank you, have you seen my wife?" I asked"Oh yes I. Stroking against my palm, up and down, the prisoner groans, and while I try to fight it, I squeeze lightly."Please make this stop …" I shouted, to the amusement of all gathered, their hands pinching harder, pulling at my skin, drawing me tighter against the bars … the excitement level raises. And as I fight, my head turned, a hard, demanding hand, pushes between my thighs, a thick finger digging into my pussy. Screaming, I jerk against the touch, their hold, the plunging digit ripping my inside. For the first time ever did I acknowledge the fact that I found him veryhandsome. Yet I had never thought that I could be attracted to a manbecause even when dressed all my fantasies were with women. Now I had toreassess my own sexuality. What was I? The answer was that I did not knowat all. That did frighten me. By now I knew about hetero andhomosexuality, and never the twain shall meet, so I was told. But I nowrealised that there are states of in-between. It seemed that I was rightin the. .” Again, her pleas for mercy were interrupted by the sound of leather striking flesh and she jerked in her bonds as a harsh, fresh pain added to her suffering; all four chains that tethered her snapping taught as her body fought against the restraints. “Stop,” she screamed, her voice betraying the anger she felt at her situation. “Just stop, stop!” she continued, her wrists wrapped around the chains connected to their restraints as she tried to pull herself off the wall and away from the.