“Indeed”, she replied archly after a heartbeat of hesitation, her clear unblinking eyes still holding mine and one severe eyebrow rising in appare...nt amusement. Then she smiled - a smile that melted my heart and drove away the grey February clouds.“That’s fair enough - not everybody...” she hesitated, leaning across the table and taking my rough hand in her shapely one... “not everybody enjoys the same things”. She caressed my palm with her fingertips and then started to dig one shapely. He pulls out more clamps and some chains and walks back to me. He clamps one pussy lip then the other. He then attaches a chain going from one nipple clamp to one pussy clamp and repeats it on the other side. He walks behind me and pulls my legs back, securing the bar to something behind me, making my ass stick out and making the chains pull so tight. Every little movement sent waves of pain down the clamps. “perfect,” he says, “you’ve never looked prettier my slut.” I feel him walk behind me. He would have to find a way to survive, and hell, he didn’t plan on going down without a fight.“Hey,” the guy across from him called.Francesco had a mind to ignore him, but he didn’t want to get into a fight just yet. He looked at the other. This one seemed a bit older. He could be twenty, and he had strong shoulders and muscles. His t-shirt stretched across his torso, showing strong pecs. Francesco let his eyes linger a bit too much and caught himself.He looked up and noticed the full plump. She had only said that once before and on that occasion, she had left explicit instructions telling him what he should do.The layby wasn’t the best place to stop, with all the heavy traffic, so Tom continued to their normal pre-arranged spot in the underground car park of Heathrow airport; leaving the video to download as best it could. As soon as he had parked the car, he picked up his phone to view the video. When it started all he could see at first was Melissa’s outstretched arms. She was.