There was no way he was undoing that top. It was hard enough getting it off. Too hard for someone getting a blow job, trying to reach across and over ...my head.I slowly came up and stood up, pushing Big D onto the bed. “My turn to undress.” I said.I looked at him and then back at that massive cock. I just wanted it so bad. I was drenched again. My pussy juices seeping through my costume for a second time. I couldn’t do any erotic style strip in this costume.I put my hands behind my back and tried. "No, it's okay sir. If that's what you want, please do it. You own me. I will do as I'm told," I said softly. Then I said the three words which will haunt me for the rest of my life. "I trust you," I said meekly, picking up the handcuffs and giving them to my owner. I positioned myself over the chair and placed my hands behind my back. My owner quickly walked up behind me and expertly locked the handcuffs on my wrists. I winced involuntarily as I felt the cold steel encircle each wrist and. " What happens to me?" Nothing. You are still here but I will be moving things."This idea was freaky and James started to panic. "I don't know Issy." JAMES! We don't have time for this."He recognized his wife's 'I will not be denied voice'. He'd learned longago that it was easier to go along with her when she got like this.Thankfully, it didn't happen often."OK Isabell.James watched in amazement as his body began to move without him. Heawkwardly grabbed the railing, then pulled himself out. I chatted about how hot she was and how the young doctor would like to see her. She asked if playing with herself was my condition for her treat...not quite I said, just wait. I reached over as we stopped at a traffic light and told her to pull her top down so I could see her tits sitting up in the half bra and to pull her dress up and show me her shaved pussy. She was afraid others stopped ahead or beside us would see but she did it with a sly smile which showed me she a was getting into.