I did as I wastold, unaware as the flash blinded my view that my supposed friendbehind the camera was rubbing his erect cock as the final stage of his...lan came together.I thought nothing about the restraints as Dave secured my wrists abovemy head and my ankles to the spreader bar as I knew a few props werepart of the deal. I had however drawn the line at wearing heels tellinghim that it I had wanted shodding like a pony I would have been born ahorse. I was a little uneasy about the ball gag but. "This is my daughter Venus, she is nineteen." The farmer continued. "As you can see they are very beautiful and I'm not going to have you sneaking around my house trying to get in bed with one of them." Sternly he finished "No you can't stay. Be on your way. " John was tired and begged. "Please sir. Could I stay in your barn? I promise I won't go near your house or your girls." Once again the farmer thought. Then replied." In that barn sits my antique Chevy it's in mint condition. A very. “Jason.”I turned to the door.Natalie had arrived. “What do you think?” she asked me.She was wearing a black skin-tight leather unitard and kitten ears over her head. She had drawn whiskers on her cheeks with mascara, and glued fake black nails to her fingertips. My eyes followed the unitard’s zipper. It began at her neck, roped between her breasts, fell down her stomach past her belly button down her crotch.“You like?” she smirked, then twirled around for meThe zipper wrapped underneath her. Her body felt as if it was lying naked in the arms of a burning sun that branded her very being so much delight that she had thought she would die then and there. But her mind had gone berserk. Against the walls of reason it had beat its head and cried foul, violation and numbing fear. It wasn’t right and she was drowning in the sea of insanity. Her soul was being torn into painful tatters by her joyful heart and tortured mind. Was she a loving bride or a whore who traded her life for dark.