Her green eyes were bold, her hips swaying in those short, tight skirts she favored, revealing the tops of the black thigh-high stockings she wore. Sh... took her seat at the opposite end of the table, eyes locking on mine.I didn't speak for a minute, just staring back at her, not flinching, not retreating from her gaze. Her forehead furrowed in confusion. She was used to my capitulation. My surrender to her will. My inability to stand-up for myself, to be the boss and run my company. I had left. She struggled but did not stand a chance against his large, strong hands. He pushed her against the bed, forcing her to bend over it with her legs hanging down. Sonya screamed and struggled with futility against him. He was just too strong. He pulled both hands together and wrapped the wire around them tightly, tying a knot to hold it together.With both hands bound behind her back, fear started to set into Sonya's mind. She was clearly in trouble. This guy was about to have his way with. "They're almost as big as mine," Sarah giggles as she gently rubs mynipples, making me shiver with excitement. "When was the last time youactually wore your falsies?" Oh, months ago now," I laugh. "Doctor reckons they won't grow that muchmore- I might end up a C cup, but I've been on hormones now for 16months, any major physical change has already happened." You... You don't want implants then?" Sarah asks delicately."Don't really feel I NEED them," I reply. "Yes, I know Jamie has them,and. We decided to make the most of it as E was enjoying the attention from a couple of burly Rugby fans from the London area staring at her in her skintight white leggings that show off her perfect arse and pussy lips!After a couple of drinks, we went to our room and E said "it's been a while since we have had men play with me so what do you think if I dress up and we return down to the bar!" I of course agreed and left her to get ready in whatever she packed while I went to the bar for a drink and.