Archives for 12 September 2007
Pretty girl bound and fucked
“Now, put your hands behind your back.” Soon, I heard the
tell-tale click of handcuffs and felt the cold metal against my skin.
“That should keep your hands from getting into trouble. And these
sould keep your from running away.” The next feeling I had was what
felt like handcuffs on my ankles. This confused me. I knew none
of the handcuffs I had would even fit!
“These are leg-cuffs. I bought them from a police supply
house in St. Louis. When you walk, take small steps. There is
only about two feet of chain between them. I don’t want you falling.
I can’t damage my merchandise.”