He taped my wrists and knees to the legs of the stool with electrical tape and strapped a belt all the way around the stool and my waist so that I couldn't get up--or in fact move much at all except my head.He taped my wrists and knees to the legs of the stool with electrical tape and strapped a belt all the way around the stool and my waist so that I couldn't get up--or in fact move much at all except my head. I could wiggle my rear end a bit, though. There was a full-length mirror right in front of my face, leaning against the wall. My breasts just peeked over the edge of the bench, and I could just barely lift my shoulders enough to see my little garnet nipple pendants. I looked pretty good in the long, shaggy wig. I could see the reflection of J's face and shoulders behind me. I squirmed a little but the way they were taped I couldn't pull my legs together when he reached between my legs and turned on the vibrator. When he pressed it against me it was stunning. I pushed against the stool with my hips, which pressed the flange-thing against my important bits, and I could tell right away that this was a vibra- tor designed by a woman. Immediately, though, I felt his fingers lubricating me for penetration. |