. I meanwhile said these are my colleagues sitting at the table, the girls just turn and say hi, and began talking to me and ignored my colleagues, I ...oved it. I am loving every bit.The girls grab my hand to check if I was hurt while doing the rescue, and feels my arm and all, while all this was happening, they turn their ass towards my colleagues and have been shaking the ass hard by shifting the stands, literally teased the shit out of them.They said, we shud hang out together someday, and. Soon enough it was closing time, and everyone left except for her and me.I could not help but ask, “What did you mean earlier, about not being able to understand these books by yourself?”“I was not talking about the books, I was talking about the subject. Let’s sit down on this sofa,” she said.We sat down and she lightly kissed me, quickly, yet with passion. My mind was racing with excitement. I loved the experience; she was so beautiful, but why was she doing this?“What did you think of that?”. He locked her ankles in the stocks. "Now if you're going to chat." Brad walked across to each of the girls in turn and pulled off the tape that gagged them. He opened the Iron Maiden and peeled back the tape gagging Greetje. Immediately she started yelling, hysterically, begging to be let free. "Oh, no," said Brad, "that won't work." He smoothed the tape back down and shut the door again. Greetje's muffled screams could still be heard from inside. "We'll talk again in a bit, Sarah," he. I couldn’t move from this spot, I was pinned. And my clothes were too far away to be reached. He moved close to me, so I could feel his breath on my skin, then gave me a long hard kiss, his tongue intertwining with mine. His right hand brushed against my breast, the nipple standing at full attention. Then he grinned at me. “I’ll see you in a bit,” he whispered into my ear. Then he left me there, handcuffed to the wall and aching to be touched. It felt like hours, waiting there until someone.