My hands werefastened without me fully realising what was going on. Leather cuffs. My titsthrust forward. They felt good pushing out like that, bigger... obvious. I testedto see if I could pull it off. I couldn't. I pulled until it hurt. I was lubricatingso freely on my thighs. Now I was unable to cover myself or protect myself.I turned and looked at her. She smiled wickedly at me. "Yes. That's right." She could tell what I was thinking. Her grinnedand her hand snaked out and took a nipple. Then. There ... sticking out impossibly at times between them. Or so it seemed. I started to close the door again when I saw Bella lift up her head looking in my direction. She smiled at me though lifting her finger towards her mouth letting me know as she did that to be quiet. I opened the door a bit more, enough to better look in as she lifted someone's arm off her chest, the hand still tenderly cupping one of her breasts as she gently placed it elsewhere. Bella then rolled out of bed, naked of. Samples in hand the figure retreated to a hidden room within the mansion especially designed for the private viewing of the studio beyond. Perched in front of a well disguised two way mirror he watched the two unknowing test subjects as they gathered their wits and their clothes, dressing as they exited. While he waited for the new day to start in the studio he made electronic notes and sorted the fresh samples for later testing.The fresh production crew entered with a fast pace that didn’t let. "Oh, you like having Kendra all to yourself, do you? Guess I can't blame you, Son." Well, it's nice that you're home so I have you both, I guess I'll be pretty busy, huh?" I kidded as Guy hoisted his bag from the carousel and we started back to the parking garage.We chit-chatted on the way home mostly about his trip and then had dinner. As he opened a bottle of white wine to go with the roast chicken I had earlier put in the oven, he asked Kenny, "Now that you are participating in some rather.