The sounds of it climbing up her legs, her thighs, sent a shiver through me. My virgin pussy clenched. Pussy juices soaked my bush. I could smell my s...eet excitement wreathing the air.I heard the straps tightening. I pictured it thrusting from her shaved crotch, that pink shaft eager to pop my cherry and break me fully in. I whimpered, my fingers flexing. My arms pulled on my cuffs, wanting to push up and stand so I could see her.Ms. Petrov grabbed my hair. I squealed out at the shock of pain. 30 as Dave go's to play Snooker then,I couldn't wait for Dave to go plus i didn't want my phone going off why he was still here, I didn't know if he was really going to send any but i was hoping he would & had the phone at my side,6.30 came & went with no text & i was a bit disappointed but then said to myself...You silly woman what the hell are you doing! Only weeks ago i would have never dreamt of anything like this every happening,As i got up to go & put the kettle on my mobile started. I didn’t know what it tasted like before. It tasted warm of course, kind of bitter and salty. I thought it would have been worst. I made it thru and I didn’t vomit. I guess it could have been worst. . Next I was dragged over to a coffee table and had my hands and legs tied to it. I was very hard and cold laying on it. The ropes were very tight and they hurt me. I couldn’t see what was going to happen to me next. Not knowing what was coming next scared me after what I just. It was then I found out that Amy had not yet picked up my letter. According to the dragoon, who acted as my postman, the Curzon Players were currently giving performances in Bath, and would then move on to Oxford. The proprietor of the Bell did not know when the Players were due to return. My spirits rose at this news, as I knew that Amy would not keep me dangling, and as soon as she returned I would get an answer to my letter.It was now in the lap of the Gods, beyond my control, and no amount.