Ankles were tied with rope to the legs, spread wide. He could see her bent forward and her shoulders and breasts lay pressed upon a sturdy wooden work...bench. He would have to put a rubber ball strung on a rope in her mouth and tie it behind her neck allowing no sounds to filter from her mouth.He would walk across the shop and just look at her, her legs spread and her shaven lips parted and moist, staring back. The pink puckered anus winking at him across the room. She was to become his work. Without the last fewinches off the corset, Kelly was right- the dress wouldn't have fit. Thehem barely hung to the middle of her thighs. Jessica then was fit intopetticoats that bloomed the dress out to where the top of her stockingsand garters could be seen. Even with pushing and smoothing the dressdown and out, the garters and tops could still be seen. Jessica hair was styled and put into a bun. Kelly slid a chopstick intothe bun to hold it into place. Her feet slid into very high heels-. .. his left arm... his pitching arm.But the ironical part had come later when her lover, who had turned out to be a prominent, local political hack, had engineered an attempted murder charge against him and made it stick, netting him a year and a day in prison. When it was done, a bitter ex- baseball player named Andy Connelly was advised by a benevolent warden that he might do better in another part of the country... or even another country. Had he thought about that?In fact, he'd thought. I had a perfect view of her from my hiding place. As she kneaded and teased her tits, I focused the camera on her gaping pussy. To me it was a thing of great beauty. I have always enjoyed the sight of a woman's cunt, especially when she is aroused. I love the way her lips become fuller and her clit enlarges. To see her juices glisten as she becomes more turned on is a real privilege.As I gazed at her beautiful pussy through my camera, the tips of two of her fingers came into my view, massaging.