She shook her head violently, terror in her eyes. “Are you sure? Last chance, Lady. You can make it all end right now and you’ll never have to see... me again.”I have seen many people die. I have watched the joy of snuff and watched many a man, who all paid me a disgusting sum of money, orgasm while the slave flesh beneath them lost the light of life from their eyes. I’ve videoed and sold the encounters and I’ve made my fortune in it. But none of them was as satisfying as seeing the light that. She followed him obediently.He took her over to the chin-up bar and pushed her down to her knees by the back of her neck. She saw him tie the ends of her tit-ropes to a heavy dumbbell. As she kneeled the man took the two pussy-ropes from her lap and tied each one around another set of dumbells. He then wrapped a heavy rough rope around her waist and tied it together behind her. He then tied that knot to another length of rope and tossed the free end up and over the chin-up bar.When he. I held her quite close to me. We kissed again and my hand reached under her dress. I ran it up her leg. I discovered that she was wearing a pair of stockings with a garter belt and no panties! I didn’t even know that she knew what stockings were, since she had always worn pantyhose. She had never gone without panties even in private except during sex or when she was bathing.She handed me a camera. “Take my picture.” She never wanted her picture to be taken when she dressed up. I suddenly felt a bit boyish in my Bermuda shorts.Gave her the flowers and the bottle of white wine and luckily she did not make a remark about the alcohol and my age in reference, you never know in what mood she was in or which person she was (if she was schizo?)We started out with some Mexican beers and the way she was looking at me showed lust in her eyes, I did not notice it much at the time, I was a bit passive and inexperienced in seeing 'bedroom eyes', a bit naïve but surely I had my.