"The manager turned out to be a big woman. At 5'10" she was almost as tall as Stacy, but the exact opposite in build. Stacy was slender, almost skinny... lucky to top 125 pounds with her clothes on. Mrs. Jacobs (nobody had heard anything about a Mr. Jacobs) was stout, heavily muscled, and big all over. She looked like she could hoist Betty and Stacy over one shoulder and hardly notice it, and since she was well over 250 pounds and worked out in the weight room a lot, she probably could. Her hair. The pain as the circulation comes back into her breasts causes Jenna to cry in pain. This causes a laugh from her captor. The hook, which the cuffs are placed, is slightly higher than is comfortable for Jenna, making her stretch up to keep her feet on the block. A new rope is then placed round her chest just below her breasts and tied tightly in place. Another is tied tightly just above her breasts, a final rope is tied securing her arms above and below the elbows to the post. When Jenna’s. . make it so... make it so!Vesta turned her attention to Nadine who was now silent but weeping softly. "Have you anything more to say, girl?" She demanded."N-No... no..." whispered Nadine, head drooping.Vesta's palm smacked across the whiteness of her cheek, raising a pink blotch. A backhander jerked Nadine's head the other way and she cried out in shock."No... Mistress!" rasped Vesta. "That is the correct form of address for a slave." N-No... no... M-Mistress..." gasped Nardine tearfully. Her. " I answeredcarefully. She laughed."Oh, they did, didn't they? I warned them it was risky, but... well, theyrisked only your manhood, so they didn't care." What are you talking about?" I asked with fear in my voice. We were inpark already, so I let a dog off the lead. The park was dark and empty."Well, look... Julia, right? That's funny," she giggled. "OK, I don't wantto scare you. I don't know much about this. I've experienced this, that'sall. But I have some theories... You know, when you.