As i am in my last year of school i start thinking about saving up some money so i can go see her if we eventually get closer. I let her know and she ...ays she thinks that it is a good idea. So a few months go by and i end up graduating early and i plan on flying out to her to spend the weekend with her. I fly out early friday morning so we can spend as much time together as we can. She told me that she lives in an apartment with 5 other girls and has to split her room with one of them that. “Now, let’s you and I have a chat, shall we? Give Thomas your bag and follow me.” Thomas knelt down and grabbed her bag as Winnie began to follow Miss Lenore. Then she stopped and exclaimed, “Wait! I need something from my bag!” “What’s that child?” asked Miss Lenore. “The letter from Miss Polly.” “Ah yes. Thomas, let her retrieve the item then take the bag to her room.” Winnie opened the bag, dove her hand inside, and removed a tattered envelope. Miss Lenore’s face showed her disappointment in. Oddly enough, the topic of why they were both there on such a dreary morning hadn't even come up until that very moment. "So what brings you out on such an ugly night... morning... whatever you wanna call it?" Paul asked.Abby shrugged. "It's pretty simple really--my son."Damn, she was married, Paul thought, a tinge of disappointment making him swallow hard. Even bundled up in her coat Abby was beautiful. And he didn't just mean physically either. Her personality and soulful eyes were nothing. He pulls out more clamps and some chains and walks back to me. He clamps one pussy lip then the other. He then attaches a chain going from one nipple clamp to one pussy clamp and repeats it on the other side. He walks behind me and pulls my legs back, securing the bar to something behind me, making my ass stick out and making the chains pull so tight. Every little movement sent waves of pain down the clamps. “perfect,” he says, “you’ve never looked prettier my slut.” I feel him walk behind me.