"Well, I'm here now," he muttered to himself with a low, fatigued sigh. "Might as well go see how the little slut looks with her mouth shut for a chan...e."Bob slowly walked through the archway leading to the darkened funeral chapel. The only lights in the entire room were over the casket and the floral displays all the way at the back of the room. Bob stepped past the guest book stand and down the aisle towards the coffin. Empty chairs lined the room on either side, and the customary couch for. We all had some more to drink and as it was becoming late decided to continue in the bedroom (bed to be precise). Suddenly a new Domme side to Tammy appeared .... Gilly sit and watch ....Kaye on the bed on your front, she quietly but sternly barked ....and so it happened and then my ankles were each shackled to the foot of the bed with the handcuffs, spread wide as far as the posts would allow, and then the 4 pillows were placed under my hips so my ass was forced high in the air....Tammy found. . a little hammy. I had just leased another studio space and hadn’t real- ly had time to do anything with it yet, when I put these two ideas together I found myself getting pretty excited. It was something for me, I must admit, not for profit. I suppose there is a lot of the voyeur in every photo- grapher. I wanted to see real woman on video, the ones we pass on the street, or work with, or live next door to, and just see how far they would go. And all the panting had to be genuine. So,. I traveled every day on a crowded train, on the way to my classes. One day I was standing, as usual, holding on to the pole while the train rocked and slowly made its way.An older man, maybe forties, was holding on to the pole across from me. He was taller, holding on lower on the pole, and as the train rocked at one point my groin hit the back of his hand. I didn't think anything of it but I was so incredibly arousable in those days that just by that quick unintended touch, I could feel my.