The professional touched her arm as she handed her the drink. It was obvious, even to someone as oblivious to non-verbal cues as Ruthie, that the woma...n was coming on to her.“Ha! How silly of me! We haven’t even introduced ourselves! My name’s Marla. And you are?”“I ... uh ... Ruthie, ma’am. My name’s Ruthie Burns.”Marla quickly assessed the situation. She was encouraged that Ruthie had seen her up close, realized she was not young at all, but still did not seem to be put-off by her age. Judging. Her wrists and arms were sheathed in some sort of lace-up glove behind her back that, try as she might, she could not get even a little slack out of. Lastly, her ankles were cuffed together and her big toes were lashed together with twine.So she stood there, alone.The stranger hadn't left her with any instructions. Stephanie had no idea how long she was going to have to stand there or if she would be punished for moving. What he had left her with was the warm afterglow of an orgasm. It lingered. She again come closer and try to kiss on my hand I took my hand aside she kissed me and put my hand around her shoulder and cover it with stole with that move I was out of control and put my hand over her top and to my surprise she was not wearing bra inside her nipples where erect and I was able to feel it over top she whispered in my ear she was wearing slip and bra and it took time to remove both.I insert my hand inside her top and started pressing and rubbing her erect nipples and in entire. He stood there taking it all in and frowned in thought. "Why didn't you come to the King right away?" Good question, I have only been in the city for a couple of days. I have no friends in town, and the one person that I was told to see was not to be found," I supplied. "As an unknown Lord, what would be my chances to see the king anytime soon?" Not good," he replied."I have also relayed this message to Duchess Polyantha this afternoon, and she did not seem in the least interested. She was more.