My waist and crotch were widely and snugly belted. A4-inch wide jeweled leather posture collar was now stiffly locked highabout my throat. My situatio... became more and more hopeless as mygorgeous relative tethered my arms with the attached sets of elbow andwrist cuffs. Slender elbow-to-wrist and wrist-to-wrist chains passedtautly through rings on my waist belt. My elbows cuffs were pulledtogether behind me and fastened together with a short locking strap. AsAunt Julia secured my arms, a higher. I then used them on Patrice and then on a girl I met at the park. You, Patty, and Wendy were next, and then Kristen..." You didn't actually enslave anybody?" Camille asked."I almost did it to Kristen, but Patty helped me with that. It turns out that deep down Kristen really loves me. I'm not exactly sure why she chose me--every time I bring it up, she changes the subject. I do know that her love wasn't something I that actually wished, though. The only thing I really wanted at first was her. Someone stood just inside the gaping aperture, still locked behind the shadows. Stephanie’s pale skin was aglow from the moon’s luminous touch, making her act quite visible for anyone within her doorway to admire. Her body trembling with fiery orgasm, she knew not if she should cover herself, or remain as her humor willed it. There was indeed a gaze locked on her, through eyes watered with lustful surprise. The maiden Lysette roomed beside Stephanie’s chambers, and she always kept her door ajar. She pulled her coat tight so as not to make it obvious that she was in fact naked underneath. But God or Mother Nature had other ideas, and as she reached into her pocket for her keys to unlock her car, a gust of wind ripped the coat from her hand and she found the front of her coat flowing upwards in the wind. She looked up aghast to see that both the workman were looking at her, smiles ablazing and letting her know without a shadow of a doubt that they were no longer in any doubt to just what.