There was some light in the hut from barred windows high up, but there was nothing to see.Then something moved into a section of light. She heaved a s...gh of relief. It was only a man. Two men, she corrected herself. Both tall and Black, and looking at her with astonishment on their faces. One of them said something to the other.Mandy was surprised at the words, for she thought she'd come to recognize the sing-song language of the people who'd captured her and this was different. The men moved. Photos I only allowed friends to view. Over the next week or so, we continued to run into each other in the chat rooms. We also became friends on Yahoo. While in one of the rooms, the subject had turned to mild BDSM. I mentioned something about nipple clamps and cuffs. And that I liked things like that. You whispered to me that you went the other way. I naively asked what that meant. When you replied that you liked to be the one to apply those things, my heart beat a bit faster. I felt my pussy. God yes! Were the first words that were accidently torn from my lips. So much for just feigning sleep and just letting Alex have his way with me. But my cry of joy was enough to cause Alex to stop mid-stroke in panic. Dont stop Alex, Mommy is almost there! I cried out in frustration while thrusting up my hips in an effort to encourage him to just keep him moving. I opened my eyes and immediately saw relief in his eyes. He now knew that he was not in trouble for this rape. Rape? Yes since any. I almost told her I was sick and left. A black mock-leather miniskirt with a slit up both sides and a skin tight mock-leather top, black leather gloves, black studded bra and numerous spiked wrist bands.It was the nylons, garter belt, black speedo and the set of fake breasts that I had a problem with, but I had gone too far to turn back now. Following the instructions, I took the bottle of adhesive and applied it to the breasts, placed them on my chest and held them in place for a minute, and.