Chapter 23

• Brad had found a padded triangular bolster. It was wedge shaped, about three feet long, two feet wide, and the thick end was about 2 feet deep. Brad placed this directly in front of her on the table with the thick end against her thighs, then they leant her forward. She tried to resist but they both firmly pushed her down and held her there so that she was lying over the bolster with her bum in the air and her face flat on its side at the end of the table.
• She was in a very vulnerable position, hands tied, ankles strapped, mouth gagged, door locked, bottom sticking up in the air. She closed her eyes and wept at her predicament.
• She was jolted back to attention by the feeling of Brad climbing up onto the table top behind her. He knelt over the spreader bar, pinning her legs down and his knees brushing the inside of her stockinged legs. He gathered her short dress and flipped it up over her up-thrust bottom and tucked it well under her trapped arms at her waist, revealing round her bottom and her puffy pussy lips exposed by the thong being still stretched to the side.