It was muffled, and her body knew pain now like she had never imagined. Her shoulders ached, her wrists ached, and her hands were getting numb. She fe...red her hands losing circulation at the whim of this madman, and she stretched more pushing with her feet to get some blood into her hands. That increased the rate at which her calves would tire, and then cramp, but that was part of the torture. The pain never subsided, it only increased. If you tried to lessen it one way, it got worse another.. “Hello you must be Jasmine” Shae stammered out as she was mesmerized by the amazing beauty of the young woman at her door. “Yes that’s me. You would be Shae I hope” Jasmine answered with a smile as she looked into Shae’s eyes. “Come on in and let’s see what I can do to make sure your hair is as beautiful as the rest of you” Shae said with a slight giggle in her voice. Her legs were almost weak as she followed Jasmine into the living room while watching the most perfect round ass she could. Each of the guys gave her much more ferocious glimmering gleans of longing now that they were behind closed doors. It sent a chill down her spine, her body remembering all those hands and just how careless they were, how their nails snagged on flesh accidentally and on purpose, how they squeezed her. It was like she was reliving the nightmare over again, even if she was seconds from reliving it in reality. Her mind was poisoned as much as her body. I parted my way and walked to the pool table. She commanded me to get down on my knees and to my surprise, I did it without hesitation. She told me to turn around and when I did I felt the cold leather collar wrap around my neck. Once it was latched closed she gave it a hard yank. I reached around to grab the chain and that is when I felt the cold metal handcuffs slap aound my wrists. My first thought was to fight this off but I suddenly became aware of the large bulge now growing in my pants. A mix of fear and sheer pleasure washed over.