It wasn't a lock as she had first thought. It was a simple spring clip. However, with her hands forced into a fist and enshrouded in leather, there wa... no way she could undo the clip herself. It might as well been a padlock.The 'Master' pulled her wrists in back of her and refastened the cuffs together. Amanda tested them a bit, hoping for some slack or give, but there was none. He reached around her and began to caress her sore nips. She could feel his warm breath on her neck and behind her. . ten minutes or so then ... bye!"No sooner had she put down the phone when a car pulled into the drive, making me swallow hard in anticipation of further humiliation in front of another woman. The large black car drew up and a very pretty French maid alighted from the driver's side, she quickly glanced toward the window where I knelt, making my cock pulse as I viewed her long slender legs clad in black stockings; the frill of her black lacy skirt barely hiding the lower cheeks of her round. It had been a long day. As I was undressing I heard a faint noise at my door. I turned around to find my sister staring at me. Megan was two years older than me, but from the time I was born she would follow me around. "Hey, sis, Whats up?" I said as I took off my shirt. "I was just walking down the hall when I saw you taking your clothes off," she said as she stepped closer to me. "Yeah? Why stop and stare though?" I asked as I stretched to loosen up. She pointed down towards my crotch. I. "I thought we'd go somewhere nice for dinner tonight, Jennifer," A.J. said, as she let her into the passenger side and then closed her door. A.J. loved what Jennifer had chosen to wear -- she had on a very nice blouse and skirt, with the blouse hanging outside the skirt to conceal her little pregnant belly that was starting to show and when she bent over, the skin of her midriff was revealed. He loved how the blouse fit snugly across her large full breasts and he noticed that the bra she'd put.