| STORY DESCRIPTION They were soon moaning, soon writhing within their restraints, one switching her head from side to side as the inevitable approached, the other beginning to shake whilst each gripped her mount ever tighter. The first orgasm seized the girl on the right. She stiffened and her cries were scarcely muffled by the rubber hood. Her companion in bondage came next, her head thrown back, her moans loud and prolonged. The applause and laughter was spontaneous as Pauline switched off the saddles.
Pauline, moved between the saddles where she reached to unzip each of the rubber hoods before pulling them away to reveal who was who. Applause renewed as they saw it was blue-eyed Maria on the left and dark-eyed Luana on the right. The two girls blinked and stared about as the straps holding them to the saddles were unbuckled and each was assisted off her mount to stand confused and unsteady but in anticipation of release from her straitjacket.
The alluring pair, Nicola and Leanne, had escaped the remote Pennine house called, Our Lady of Bondage, overseen by the dark and mysterious Medea, where bondage and sexual exploitation had been their lot. Now thinking themselves independent and freed from Medea's bizarre rituals, they went cheerfully about their jobs, Nicola at the office, Leanne at the back street sex shop. But all was not as it seemed for Medea's web was steadily, inexorably, being drawn about them, as Brendan, too was lured into the voluptuous trap.
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