I was listening to the radio when a song came on and she said “this is my favourite, turn it up” she began to dance a little, moving her stunning ...ody from side to side and looking right at me. Was I imagining this or was she flirting? Abi was smiling widely and moving faster and getting closer to me as she spun around. By now I was moving in my chair to the beat and my cock was getting harder by the second. She was really moving now pumping her young fit body to the beat around my small. I guess after everything she had seen and heard that night, it would havebeen odd for me to be embarrassed about putting on her nightie, but still,I was. I shyly got in bed next to Emily, and snuggled up next to her. Myhead was on her chest, with my mouth right next to her breast. She wasstroking my hair. I felt safe and secure with her. And submissive.Emily stroked my face. "Do you know what you want, Sweetie?"I was so confused. I buried my head in her bosom and shook it no. . As I began moving my hips, delicious feelings coursed through my poleas the mesh and satin conspired to tease me towards orgasm. Just as Ithought I might be able to get off that way, I heard a door open behindme. I tried, ridiculously, to draw myself into a ball. Unable to seewho it was, and utterly terrified it might be someone I know, I triedto make myself as small as possible. That wasn't really possible withthe manacled wrists, and all I managed to do was rattle the shortchains and draw. Judging from the length, the woman's toes were pointed down, like with very high heels, but the foot of the boot was not shaped like a foot. Rather it resembled a horse's hoof, and I wondered if it was possible to walk in them, unless one was held upright by the cart harness, for it would have been like walking on stilts. The harness was simple. The tubular crossbar pressed against the back of the thigh, just at the crease of the buttocks, and from there a wide leather strap ‑‑‑ it.