Or maybe it was just her ability to perceive them that was changing. Was that possible? She still didn’t know what she was looking at, but she thoug...ht she was catching undertones…sexual undertones. Was that a male torso that flickered on and disappeared? The thigh of a woman? She was sure the word ‘submission’ flew from one side of the screen to the other, followed by other words she didn’t quite catch… The little dancing ball made it hard to see the rest. She wasn’t able to take her eyes off. Once they tired of torturing my clit with those damn pliers some sort of clamp was attached to my throbbing clit. If you can image it, Im sure it was done to me. Im sure every tool in the shop was some how used on my poor body as I was unable to move on that table. Again some of the guys used this time to fuck all my holes at times removing the ball gag to force a cock or two down my throat. Finally I was released from the table and my breasts bound in rope. I knew what that meant. Ive been. A girl that looked to be about 19 that was leaning over the counter flirting with him sure was digging him. She had on a tight pair of jean shorts and a loose top on. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail and looked like she was a regular with a great tan. Despite the bell on the door neither of them acted like they cared someone walked in. The girl was giggling up a storm. Although I didn't mind staring at her ass, it was a little annoying because I wanted to be on my way. I sat back and. Anyways, I text back that I am doing nothing considering I was on vacation but just relaxing at home. He responded with, "Nice! I'm on my way to your house now." I text back, "That's cool I'm hopping in the shower and going to get dressed come in and make yourself at home if I'm still in shower when you get here." He replies, "Ok, I'll be there soon." I get my clothes and head off to shower. I didn't know if he just wanted a friend to chat with on the ride or if his horny ass wanted to have.