Arrangements were made for her arrival at my room that night. I was to be dressed and bound before her arrival at 10 PM. Next I telephoned the chosen ...hotographer and informed her of the arrangements. I then took a bubble bath, washed and styled my hair, and began dressing. Alex had chosen my outfit: for underwear, a leather sheath to hold back my cock, high-waisted red silk panties, a heavily boned red leather and satin corset, and a red bra to cover my glued on silicone breasts. For. Do it properly or I shall command slave Lisa to whip your... your dry and worthlesscunt.' Seeing Agnes' reluctant acceptance, Greta continued to walk along the bench,rubbing her hands roughly on the naked thighs and legs. 'Yes, I see what'sneeded.' She bent over and made some adjustments so that Agnes' outstretchedlegs were lowered until her feet were roughly on the same level as her head.As she did this she made sure that the middle of the bench remained in itselevated position. Standing back. Home was a good mile away, as she tottered across the main road and over the bridge, she thought how ridiculous she must look struggling to walk and wearing a dress which was now riding up as she moved.Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all, she thought, but her determination kept her moving forward, step by ginger step.As she got over the bridge, suddenly out of nowhere she felt a gloved hand on her mouth, another around her waist and a feeling of falling backwards as she landed dress in. Amy then sat down in a chair in front of Jenny, giving the blonde a direct view of what they were to do next. “Damn,” Amy said, feigning disappointment. “I forgot to grab some lubricant.” “I can help with that,” Sharon said, kneeling down in front of Amy. She spit on Amy’s fake cock, then slid it in between her lips, imitating a blow job. Enis watched this closely, feeling himself once again losing control, watching the gorgeous redhead, still wonderfully naked, bent over giving head to.