When they locked eyes, I saw the Speaker reach into his coat and pull something free. Steve's hand lashed out, even as his subordinates sprang into ac...ion. The Speaker found his arm held tightly by the Director of the Secret Service, as other agents placed themselves in position to defend me.The Speaker removed his hand from his coat and was relieved of a snub-nosed revolver. He stared at me with utter hatred in his eyes. I stared back, unwilling to be intimidated.Then I saw something else leap. I was talking with her and staring her breast. She noted that after some time, she smiled and put her dupatta once again on her breast to hide. I was too embarrassed, my palms starting sweating and my hands started shaking. I asked her permission to leave and left her house. I did not go to home but went to meet a friend and spend all the day with him. I couldn’t sleep all over the night thinking about her. I was feeling guilty, and thanking how I will face her.I did not go there a few days. In. She felt him squeeze her neck, and it felt as if he pushed the air out of her lungs. Gasping and squirming as he choked her.'What did I just say huh?!' He growled. 'I'll fucking hurt you. I'll make you regret it!' His voice snarled through, cutting the panic of her being strangled. Her lungs burner and head pounded as he held her there for a few more seconds before letting go. 'Do that again, and I'll not stop until your limp'. He finished, before completely releasing her throat. Dazed and in. He wrapped the steel belt tightly around her waist and locked it with the padlock. He then passed the rest of it down between Kate’s legs and was about to lock it back on to the belt at the back. “A little tighter,” Emma ordered. Brad obeyed and the steel covering Kate’s vagina pushed further and tighter into place. “Better,” Emma smiled as she handed him the second padlock. Brad pulled Kate’s shorts back up completely hiding the steel device. Emma crouched down and unlocked Kate’s neck and.