I have thought of a couple of things. So let's get you untied right now so we can begin . . . with at least one hand anyways," he said reaching up and...untying the red ribbon around her right wrist. As the ribbon left her wrist and fell to the floor she shook it to get the circulation back in it and then let it fall to her naked hips. "That feels much better," she said really wanting to rub her slippery muff and bring herself off since she was so close moments before. Mr. Siegel moved the nearby. Each tit bore the shape of an axe, luckily she was heavily endowed in the tit section so that the axe symbol didn't appear so big, but it was a mark that would stand out like a beckon when ever she was topless and she was to find out that going topless at 'bikie do's' was what was expected, especially from the 'president's woman', or what others called the 'club's queen'.It took some time and only when she was told that all women bore the mark, for them it was only one tit that had been. I twist my neck around to try to kiss her and she lifts up to meet my lips and a sideways kiss. We're both hungry and it's not a penetrating kiss, it's all nibbling, biting and pent up carnal needs coming out in the form of a kiss. My ass grinds into her pubic bone; she's almost fucking me with it now. God it's amazing. The tension is building and I'm craving some sort of pressure against my cock now so bad that I pull my hand away from her ass and try to touch it myself. She recognizes the. ?Been half an hour.? I was led into the bathroom of the house where there was a sight to both astoundand bewilder. For there, on the toilet seat, sat a woman in her seventies starknaked and very wrinkly. Around her middle was a thick leather belt and it becameobvious as she moved that her hands were tied to it behind her back by tightleather strips. What's more, there was an opened bottle of Guinness on thenearby washing machine, a stand where two enema bags, now empty, had been.