Fuck them HARD.” I gulp. I jam my fingers up my tight hole, forcing them in and out. I’m never this rough but I suddenly imagine him there, his...throbbing manhood inside me, filling me. I moan loudly. He’s so strong! He’s in control.“Please can I cum, sir?” I plead.“Not yet,” he orders, “keep fucking your pussy with your fingers.” My left hand speeds up, pulling all the way out to the fingertips before slamming all the way back in. The thud of my hand against my mound makes me wild. My. Tears rolled down from her eyes. They did not make it tight, but snug enough. Then they sealed it with molted metal. This time she kept quite in spite of the pain caused by worm metal.Now they hold her arms and took her down from table. Her legs were still numb. She tried to stand upright and succeeded. she saw her leg irons, made from same material ,the cuffs were heavy enough to settle down and cause pain in her feet bones, the chain in between was heavy and noisy, and fifteen inch long or so. "I felt different this morning. I suppose you could say I felt like a"young woman," but I'm not sure. Maybe "young woman in love," is moreaccurate? Then again, maybe these feelings were inspired by some virtue.I didn't exactly dote on myself, but I took great care in getting readyfor the day. Hygiene, cleanliness, plucking or shaving what needed to beplucked or shaved, a little makeup, face and body cream, shampoo andconditioner with expert drying. It wasn't rocket science getting all ofthis. 'Mr. Cole told me to watch out for her, ' she added moving her eyes brows up and down.'Oh really!' Bridgette smiled and gave Misty a hug. 'Mr. Cole is one hot looking guy. I wouldn't kick him out of my bed!' She laughed thinking of his great body and all the things he could do to a woman's body. 'We live right next door to you guys.' Bridgette smiled to Misty wondering if Misty was into girls or not.'Nice to meet you.' Misty smiled to the girls and remembered what Shelly had told her about.