4. Poo and toilet paper in bowl, Unidentifiable liquid splattered on seat.5. No toilet paper, no stall door, unidentifiable sticky object near base of... toilet.Clearly, it had to be stall #2. I trudged back, entered, dropped trou and sat down. I'm normally a fairly shameful shitter. I wasn't happy about being next to the occupied stall, but big things were afoot.I was just getting ready to bear down when all of a sudden the sweet sounds of Beethoven came from next-door, followed by a fumbling,. "As his hand pushed higher she felt herself spreading her legs in anticipation of his fingers reaching her moistening pussy. "Oh you're an eager little whore aren't you?"Jori didn't know if this was a question that really required an answer but decided to answer just in case. "Yes sir," she called out her voice breaking at little. She could feel her face turning red under the hood. She was embarrassed but also increasingly turned on. She also felt a small sense of liberation. With the hood on. All she had now was her wits.Alicia closed her eyes as best she could, willing the pain from the clothespins to stop. It didn't help much. In her mind, she pictured the pins and their construction. Perhaps she could use them to escape in some way... make a weapon or a lock-pick. Thinking about it made the pain less important, but it produced no usable plans. Even if she could use the pins there was no way to reach them. Her captors had restrained her quite well and she could barely move, let. The slow tease was having the right effect. Our obvious attraction for each other was fuelling me as I turned to face her and pulled her roughly towards me. I knelt beside her and kissed her passionately, our tongues meeting and dancing off each others. The rest of our clothes were now discarded to the floor. I ran my hands up her body meeting her gorgeous breasts. So perfect and a delight to my eyes. Her body felt amazing to me as I revelled in the wonderful feeling of being so close and.