She was chained to the floor again and left to suffer. The following day was similar but, this time, the cord from her clit was run between her arse ...cheeks and up her back. The cords from her nipples were led over her shoulders and, again, joined to the clit cord. She had to keep her back arched to avoid tearing her clit and, again, was left chained to the floor to suffer for hours. Kelly lay in pain, trying her best to keep her back arched but, really, it was a waste of time. When they came. In the end I could think of no good reason to say no so I stood up, held out my hand and welcomed her to my office. She beamed a huge smile, partly of relief and partly of gratitude. As she was already without work, I asked her to start tomorrow at 9.00, which she said would be fine.“I’ll give you a lift home, Yvonne,” chimed in Mo, “go wait in the car and I’ll be right down.”As the door closed behind her Mo shook my hand. “Good choice, my love, you’ll have fun with her I know you will. I think. One hand remains in my hair, the other travels down my spine to my waist and down to my behind. His hand flexes over my backside and squeezes gently. He holds me against his hips, and I feel his erection.I wanted him so badly now, kneeling, he grasps my foot and undoes my sneakers, His hands reach up and he leisurely pulls down my pant. Without taking his eyes off mine, he leans forward running his nose up between my thighs. “You smell so good,” he murmurs.“You’re very beautiful, Nayana. I. As daylight started turning to dusk, we decided to go into a club and join the revelers on the balcony. The crowd in the upstairs of the club and on the balcony was rowdy and the sexual energy was electrifying. Many of the people were, discreetly and some not so discreetly, fondling each other, and in the darker corners of the upstairs a few women were sucking their male companions ferociously. After hanging out and meeting some of the couples on the balcony, we decided to head down stairs and.