Nadia
| I almost felt bad when I put the third strip of duct tape over Nadia's mouth. She could only look on with those heart-breaking, big brown, doe-like eyes as I buckled the straps around her ankles and spread her never-ending legs. She tried to get comfortable as I took pictures, and I almost felt bad again as I tied her wrists to keep her stretched out nicely. But I do distinctly remember feeling bad when I removed her panties, tied a rope around her waist and pulled it up through her crotch. Mostly, I remember her breasts. Huge and natural, floating on her chest like perfect fleshy mounds as she slowly struggled in vain. |
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We leave them naked and helpless and tell them to struggle to get free. We bend them, stretch
them on racks, suspend them and put them on display for our own perverse pleasure.