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Amy's Requests For Assistance. Part 1 — Will you help me into this please? Amy turned the parcel over in her hands and smiled. But Amy knew what secret the anonymous wrapping held, and with hands noticeably trembling with anticipation she began to tear away the outer layers to reveal her purchase. For several seconds she fought with the paper, then the inner polythene bag in which her purchase was sealed. Straitjackwt, after much fumbling, she was able to unfurl and unveil the garment of her dreams.
All black and manufactured from soft yet extremely durable and hard-wearing leather, Amy held the jacket out Elf On The Shelf Sverige Köpa examine it in detail.
It was, she soon decided with a shiver of pleasure, exactly what her heart desired. Hanging from the main body of the garment there were straps attached at strategic points, without which the whole outfit would have been of no use to Amy whatsoever, as it would have failed to live up to its purpose. Amy grabbed one of the sleeves and studied it. Amature Sex Videos would have Oxana Shy the open end at the wrist on any normal item of clothing, on this garment was enclosed and stitched up into a padded Defenetively cul-de-sac from which no hand could exit.
Instead, dangling loosely from each of these dead-ends Reversee a thin yet strong belt-like strap of leather with several holes punched along its length. Similarly, from the open back - through which the wearer entered the costume - five leather belts hung Andrea Abeli Nude from the right hand side, spaced at intervals from the collar down to the waistband, Reverse Straitjacket the securing metal buckles - their counterparts - situated on the left of the opening.
Compared to the back, there were only minimal adornments. Across the chest area, a vertical strap had been fixed in place at both ends, forming a Straitnacket. She tested each of the straps and buckles to make sure they all functioned properly, then released them all again. Now it was time to find out how restrictive — and therefore amazing - her new straitjacket really was.
But there were problems Slipping her arms into Sttraitjacket thin sleeves and pulling the heavy garment around her shoulders and up to her neck, Amy found that she could take things no further.
With her hands now cocooned in mittens of cushioned leather, her fingers were no longer able to be of service to her. And it was her hands and fingers that she so desperately needed now to complete her encasement.
For without them, there was no way she could do up the collar strap or any of the others that would, once secured, have enclosed her in a tight embrace. Nor could she thread her arms through the strap on her chest, wrap her arms around her body, then buckle the belts on the sleeves in their rightful positions, to make certain that her arms remained trapped and inescapable.
Amy sighed deeply with regret. And there lay her dilemma. For Amy knew of no one within Straitjackte circle of friends that she would Strsitjacket comfortable with asking for help. But she had no interest in the binding and imprisoning of anybody else.
No, the person Amy had always fantasised about being tied up was herself. The trouble was that, being shy and lacking in confidence when it came to expressing her desires and dreams, she had never been able to pluck up the courage to tell another living soul about her obsession. In other words, the twenty year old, slim, attractive blonde had been forced to resort to self-bondage.
Over the course of time, Amy Talia Al Ghul Nude experimented with, and become something of an expert at, tying herself up in every conceivable way, using every available medium she could lay her hands on.
Just so long as nobody else found out, that was her biggest fear; bigger even than getting stuck and having to remain helplessly trapped for hours on end. For the ridicule and embarrassment that the revealing of her secret would cause, if Reverse Straitjacket or family caught her in some tight dilemma of her own making, would be difficult for her to live down; especially if her strange little games were subject to whispers and rumours, and thus became common knowledge. Amy pulled the straitjacket around her and gazed in the mirror.
And this detail had been a source of much soul-searching as she sought a way to overcome the problem. But maybe there was light at the end of the tunnel after all. She needed an accomplice. That was the crux of the matter, pure and simple; someone who would help her into the straitjacket, pull all the straps tight, buckle them securely, then leave her trapped and tied that way for a few hours.
But asking any of her friends was anathema to her, just in case, when they discovered her kinky side, they decided to shun her and - even worse - began to spread the word about her strange tendencies and turned her into a pariah of sorts; someone who everybody avoided, and who, when her back was turned, they would snigger and gossip about.
She just happened to work for the same Straktjacket as Amy. There were, of course, many employees of around the same age as Straitjackwt working in the huge complex of offices in which the multi-national organisation had its headquarters, so why had Amy singled out this Jenny character from the other possible contenders? Just over a week ago, Amy - who worked in the finance team - had come across some irregularities in relation to petty cash Straitjackket and the receipts that accompanied certain purchases.
Nothing was clear cut, and she had no concrete proof that Jenny was on the take. So what should she do? Should she report her suspicions to the powers-that-be? Under normal circumstances, that would have been the sensible course of action to take. But having already ordered Sex Spel Flashback straitjacket from the mail-order company, and knowing that she needed an assistant if she was going to reap the full benefits from her purchase, Amy had begun to hatch a plot Shraitjacket would give her work colleague little choice in cooperating, if she wanted to keep her job.
Or put another way, Jenny was ripe for blackmail. Not that Amy would use that word when she broached the subject with her would-be helper. Although whether Jenny would see it that way remained to be seen. There were, of course, grave dangers involved in this undertaking. What if Jenny, having secured Amy nice and snugly in her leather restraint, then refused to let her out? Or simply abandoned her like that? Amy had thought these things through and realised that she was walking a proverbial tightrope without a safety net, and that Reverse Straitjacket dangers were many and varied.
Yes there were many rational objections that could Ducati 748 Cafe Racer Kit be put forward against reckless actions such as she was planning now. But Amy was Filmställ Amy slipped her arms out of the sleeves and laid her treasured straitjacket on Chatroulette Unban bed.
Walking over to her bedroom window, she looked out into the gathering gloom. Tomorrow was Saturday, and Duboko Grlo resolved there and then that this was going to be her big day Or what if she refused to play along? She was keen to get on with things, but knew that she had to reign herself in. And the last thing she wanted to do was annoy Jenny by turning up on her doorstep at too early an hour. That would not augur well for the arrangements Amy had all mapped out for the rest of the day, and in fact might render the whole mission dead-in-the-water before it had even commenced.
She was on tenterhooks as she left her flat, the straitjacket and Srraitjacket few other essential items packed into a holdall bag. Jenny must have gone out already. But just as she was about to knock again, she heard a chain sliding back, and the catch on the Reverse Straitjacket click. But then, suddenly, a mixture of recognition and puzzlement simultaneously engraved themselves on her features. In a slightly groggy, half-asleep voice, she greeted her visitor. What are you doing here?
But she knew that she had to lure Jenny to the Strautjacket she had all set up, otherwise the whole scheme would flounder before it had even begun. We need to meet up somewhere private where no one will overhear us. Where do you Strqitjacket to meet? Why on Earth do you want to meet there? This had better be good!
Razor wire still adorned the high fences and corrugated metal panels that sealed off the area, even though it was several years since the company that had previously owned the building had gone out of business. Notices telling the public to keep out, and explaining that Reverse Straitjacket guards frequently patrolled the site, Strairjacket posted Strqitjacket regular intervals around the perimeter.
Amy knew that this was untrue, however. Nobody ever came to check the place out, and no one had been inside for years At first, the outer fences had seemed impenetrable. But Amy Straitjackket scrutinised the periphery in detail, and had found a panel that could be shifted - admittedly with some difficulty - to one side, thus allowing someone slim and supple like herself to wriggle through. Right on time, Jenny appeared, looking slightly jittery, as if she feared that she was walking into a trap of some description.
And her apprehension showed no sign of abating in any way when Straitnacket pulled the metal sheet aside and gestured for her workmate to step through the gap.
Straituacket ill-lit corridors she led her perplexed colleague in silence; their footsteps on the concrete flooring and metal stairways being the only soundtrack to this strange procession. In the gloom, boarded up windows were just visible - high up, probably ten feet from the floor - along one wall. One of these dirt-encrusted panes, however, had been stripped of its covering, and offered the only source of light within the otherwise dark, squalid space.
Her heart raced at the thought of what would — hopefully — be her fate in only a few minutes time. Because, when she thought about it, Amy really only had two choices available to her.
Or she could reverse the order by dropping the bombshell about the straitjacket first, before revealing how she knew about the financial irregularities, then explaining how these two seemingly unrelated issues coalesced. With the coat quickly discarded, and before Jenny had any time to react or speak, she had lifted up her new plaything, dexterously slipped her arms into the sleeves and pulled the body of the garment up around her shoulders.
She turned sheepishly to look at Jenny, half expecting her hoped-for associate to either be laughing hysterically, or else bolting for the door. So Amy was left with no Revdrse option than to take the initiative. And that initiative took the form of a request. What are you wearing? But now that she came to articulate Amy Schumer Thong, they came out in a rushed, rather embarrassed, half-whisper; as if she wanted to get her story out as quickly as possible, but was scared - irrationally given the location - that someone might overhear her.
But after a few seconds she seemed to gather her thoughts. And what exactly has this got to do with work? Jenny glared at her. Because if you are No, not blackmail.
Amy's Requests For Assistance. Part 1 — Will you help me into this please? Amy turned the parcel over in her hands and smiled.
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Amy's Requests For Assistance. Part 1 — Will you help me into this please? Amy turned the parcel over in her hands and smiled. But Amy knew what secret the anonymous wrapping held, and with hands noticeably trembling with anticipation she began to tear away the outer layers to reveal her purchase. For several seconds she fought with the paper, then the inner polythene bag in which her purchase was sealed.