Chapter 78

• When all the buckles and loops were tightened up, Abigail felt her whole upper body constricted and held in a tight package. Her arms were useless behind her, and although she wriggled and tugged at the straps, she definitely was not getting out of them on her own. Her beautiful D cup breasts were thrust forward by the angle of her arms pinned behind her back, straining at the pink dress and threatening to burst free.
• "Feeling more like a damsel in distress now? Emma asked.
• "Definitely" said Abigail. She had to admit that deep down, the feeling of helplessness was starting to turn her on more and more, with each cinch of a strap, and tightening of a buckle.