Before he had done that he had attached a big lump of ice from the freezer to the cord of the roller blind on the window. He put a bucket under it to catch all the drips and told me that it would take about 3 hours for it to melt sufficiently enough for the blind to roll up so that anyone could see into the room. That meant that in 3 hours and for the rest of the day any and all of the workmen who were working on the roof of the conservatory would be able to see me tied to the bed naked with my legs spread wide; and I wouldn’t be able to see them. Those 3 hours were a killer. On the one hand I was so helpless and was frightened what the men might do when they saw me and on the other hand the excitement was tremendous, Hardcore my juices were soaking the bed. I had been listening to the men outside and come to the conclusion that they were again 2 different men. They sounded youngish but it was difficult to tell. I heard the blind go up when the ice melted and waited for some indication that I had been spotted. It took what seemed like hours before I heard one of them say “Here Ben, come and have a look at this.” My heart was pounding, I felt frightened but excited. It’s one thing walking around naked and talking to blowjob strange men, but it’s certainly another thing being tied-up and have absolutely no defence against them if they decided to do something to me. “Bloody hell!” was Ben’s reply. And then “remember what the boss said, we’ll get sacked if we touch her.” His mate then said, “but he didn’t say anything about photographs did he and I’ve got a camera in the van.” A short while later I heard a camera clicking and winding on. After about 3 shots Ben’s mate said, “let’s go inside and take Cuckold some more.” A couple of minutes later I heard the bedroom door open and heavy breathing before 3 more photos were taken. Then the film rewound. Ben’s mate said, “I’m off to buy another film” then I heard the van’s engine start. Was Ben still in the room with me or not? there was silence for a couple of minutes then I heard the zip on a pair of jeans being opened. ‘Oh no I thought, he’s going to fuck me,’ but he didn’t, I felt his breath on my very wet pussy but he didn’t touch me. Then I heard the rhythmic movement of clothes. He was wanking. Was he going to shoot his load over me, perhaps onto my pussy? I was laying there rigid with my pussy getting wetter and wetter listening to him wanking wondering what he was going to do and wishing that I could see what he was doing. In the end he moaned a couple of times and that was it. When his mate came back they took a lot more photographs and just before it all went quiet I heard Ben’s mate say “that’ll give the lads down at the pub something to talk about.” Photos of me naked, spread-eagle tied to a bed were going to be passed round a pub in Derby. The thought excited me, but I was wondering if any of the people who saw them would recognise me and say something. I really wanted to cum, but there was nothing that I could do. I also wanted to college go for a pee but .... Jon came home early that night and released me. He wouldn’t let me go for a pee until I had told him what had happened. I told him about the men when they first saw me but didn’t amateur say anything about the camera or them coming into the bedroom. I said that I didn’t hear anything else. That was a bit daft, cos I know that Jon will read this sometime, and I’ll get punished for not telling him the truth, but I really needed to relieve myself, in more ways than one. When I sat on the loo I didn’t know which to do first, pee or masturbate. Equipment only available on the black market went on the second list, and the stuff we could manufacturer found a home on the third. “Maybe I want to tie you up for a change, how about that?” I didn't know what to say. "Is he watching us right now?" She barely looked up at him. He learned that he could be the ‘lead dog’ of the pack when we were alone, but college when we were with others, he had to let me or Vince take the lead. I laughed. Taylor was a cute, thin blonde, amateur a couple of years younger than Laura. “Ok listen to me for a second ok? Promise me you’ll hear me out before you say anything.” I said making Hardcore the pure lust in her face and eyes, be replaced with a hint disappointment, it was as though she was expecting me to say no. In the gold-flaked ceremonial litter, Noémie couldn’t even allow herself the pleasure of relaxing her head back and enjoying the hypnotic jostling of Beau and Gael’s footfalls threatening to lure her to sleep. Her face was smeared Cuckold with her step-mother's juices. When we got up to her place I was shaking like crazy and sweating like I was sitting in a sauna. Gwen’s hand reached down and fondled his blowjob erection through the thin material, then stepped back. gasp . . . “Here we go.” My fingers worked the buttons fast while her fingers kneaded my firm breasts.