David turned to Consenta without saying a word. Mark had gone to the cabinet and returned with another harness. Consenta grinned and looked adoringly at them both as they removed her wrist cuffs, stockings, garter belt and shoes, and strapped her arms up behind her back. Her face radiated joy to be as naked and defenseless as Debby and I.
“Oh, Senoritas Traci and Debby, we are all going to do such wonderful s*x dances together.”
Without a word, Mark and David tugged our leashes and headed for an ominous looking door in the darkest corner of the room. Debby and I almost fell, struggling to keep pace with them while hobbled by our ankle chains. Consenta danced along beside us; happy, smiling, managing her ankle chain with rapid, graceful mincing steps.
She really enjoys bondage. Maybe it
