The girl was naked. The only things she was still wearing were her glossy black leather school shoes and white ankle-length stockings. She was on a ra...sed wooden platform that was angled upwards. Her legs were bound at the ankles and knees and the bindings kept her wide open. Her arms were restrained with leather belts which kept her dangerously sharp nails safety at the side of her wide hips. A man who Astrid presumed to be Bobby was humping away at the girl’s crotch. His substantial manhood. He is open to exploring new and different things and welcomes conversations with those who might be interested, but he is committed to his mistress/sub, and it would be with her full knowledge and permission that he did so.Together they finish getting the account set up. They acknowledge the wording, while not exactly the same, gives the same perimeters that Emma’s account does. They are satisfied with Donald’s new profile.But pictures are now needed.Emma takes a stool over against a neutral. ?It too was copper and it had a ring at the front. ??Shall we put it on?? ?I look at him confused. ?This was his present? ??Over the past two years of their married lives, John had grown more and more interested in tying her up during sex. ?She tolerated it though it did not do much for her. ?He had talked occasionally about ‘showing her off’ or ‘making her his slave or pet’. ?Beth had smiled and discussed it, trying to humor him. ?Hoping it would turn him on enough that he would have sex with. I kissed her lips and let her extremely curly hair loose. Then I started kissing her on her neck, at the same time, I stripped her saree off. She removed her own blouse and then her petticoat. She had medium sized boobs and unshaved armpits and unshaved pussy. At this point, she was sweating heavily out of nervousness. I then kissed her in her armpits and I could smell her body, which aroused me. At this point, I climbed on top of her and started sucking her nipples and pressing her left boob..