Chapter Seven
Ann struggled for a while against the straps that held her, before finally giving up on her attempt. She lay there before me, neatly presented, inches away from being penetrated but those inches might as well have been miles. I heard her panting into her gag with every one of her desperate exertions. I tried thrusting my hips forward in an attempt to offer her some relief, but the ropes cut deep into my exposed flesh; holding me exactly where Madam had placed me. Ann jerked against her trolley, trying I thought to bounce it closer to me, but with her full body weight, coupled with the firmly locked wheel brakes, she had no chance.
She, I realised was not as familiar with the device to which she was affixed as I was, having assembled it. I glanced down as far as my collar w
