With a wicked grin on her face the female robber replied, "Well, I figure if you try too hard to wiggle out of your chains this will keep you busy. N...w put it on!"Reluctantly, Mandy slipped her legs through the elastic straps of the harness and pulled it up.Seeing that the butterfly vibrator was hanging inches too low, the female robber handed her pistol to her partner, and said to him "Hold this." She then grabbed the ends of the elastic straps and tugged hard on them tightening them which. Still, they didn’t travel easily. Emily had taken a bus home for Christmas and again rode the Greyhound back for the new year. She had repeated the ride when school ended for the summer.When she arrived back home her family was, of course, glad to see her. Her friends from high school still acted as they previously had as did others in the area. Yet somehow things seemed a little different. It wasn’t exactly that Emily didn’t feel that she belonged here any more. Not exactly that, but something. A man of 55 or more, ‘Horney-beam’ as the k**s would have it, was aptly named, being known to be a randy old bugger who was prone to having the girls sit on his knee, (for a pep talk he explained!) and was known to run his hands over the odd tightly gym-slipped backside, or to relish giving six of the best, to the boys sans trousers, if he could ‘legally’ (IE; for ‘bang to rights crimes in school,) giving his favourite punishment for it with great enjoyment! Of course, at this time, this would. . I nearly came right there at work. ****** I step out of the elevator and into the darkened, empty office space. I can feel my pussy start to warm, soaking the bits of black lace underneath. The floor-to-ceiling windows here provide a sprawling view of the orange-gridded city down below. I feel him come up behind me and run a finger teasingly up my spine “Hello Tickle-Toes,” he whispers in my ear, using a pet name I want desperately to be my own. His hand reaches my neck, and starts to caress.