I think what made her so comfortable around me was that I wasn't like the other guys. I wasn't always blatantly trying to hit on her or get her to be... me every chance I got nor did I ogle her - even though she had plenty to ogle - like a horny teenage pervert. I treated her like a friend and despite finding her really attractive, I never let her feel like her physical body be the thing that defined her in my eyes.I offered to get her another glass of soda but just as I turn around from the. "She looked even more guilty."Actually, I went back to them and said you weren't totally a girl."I exploded. "Fuck, Emma. That's not fucking on. Where do you fuckingget off doing fucking something like that?" Look, I didn't name you or anything, only you were a friend of mine." Friend? Is that what friends do?" Just listen to me, please, without shouting at me." I'll fucking shout at you if I fucking want to."She went pale. "OK, but please chill out, please. When I told them,they instantly said. Then she grabbed the wide belt and pulled it around her back as she lay her upper body over the upper pad. As she lay down, she reached to her side and clicked it into place alongside her. The last thing she did was to stretch out her arms and place her wrists in the two half circles on the bar.The machine began to hum slightly and another bar was brought over the first so the woman’s hands were trapped in the stocks. The wide belt around her upper body tightened automatically. Then the upper. "And then, when you feel your mind begin to crack and your world spin out of control, I will bring you back with an earth-shattering orgasm that will have you hoarse from screaming my name!" I said with an evil chuckle."Oh God..." she moaned squirming on the table as she tested her restraints."No need to test your bonds, my sweet, no one yet has been able to get free of my table once I secured them on it."Now we will be exploring your limits... I will take you to the edge of your limits and.