Her hand resting against the exposed steel girder and looked down, seeking confirmation that she’d killed her rival for her husband’s affection. B...eing this high up and exposed to the element, made her head spin and her stomach churn, but she had needed to seem, to be certain. Twenty storeys were all they’d built so far, so it had to be enough. She knew twenty storeys would be enough to destroy the fucking bitch.Her hands were scraped up a little and her knees covered in dirt from when she’d. " I know, but keep doing this until you absolutely have to quit."Quite quickly, we settled into a nice rhythm that I though I would be able to maintain for at least a little while before the fear of knocking Samantha up made me quit fucking her. Her tits were jiggling enticingly as I banged the girl. "The next time we play, your bra is worth 20 and your panties are worth 50." You didn't want to play and all, and you're already talking about the next time. As much as you like fucking me, my. A four inch belt was clinched tightly around my waist and the hem of the coat brushed around my ankles which were encased in sky high stiletto heeled knee boots. A perky white leather po’boy cap and kid gloves completed the outfit. My makeup was impeccable and the salon owner had worked on my jet black pageboy until not a hair was out of place. I felt great and, obviously, the heads that were turning and the eyes that followed my progress to the front desk, liked what they saw. If only they. Mistress then attached small chains to my cuffs which obviously were then attached to the beam rings. The ankle cuffs were chained to 2 rings low down on the wall and either side of me. I was naked and spreadeagled. Mistress then put a ball gag in my mouth. My cock was now rock hard. Mistress removed one of the sheets revealing a video camera which she switched on. She had obviously preset it and it started to record. She went behind me sayin, 'Just so you realise that your not here to enjoy.