You reach into the toybox and pull out the ball gag - a simple device involving a rubber ball and a strap. Pauline obediently opens her mouth to accept the rubber ball, and you fasten the strap behind her head, effectively silencing her. She mumbles and grunts into the gag a few times, and even tries to force the ball out of her mouth with her tongue, but she is completely unable to utter a syllable.

You root through the toybox again and find a second pair of handcuffs, which you use to cuff her elbows together. This new variation makes her stand up straight and jut her chest out, making her breasts even more prominent. You smile at your handiwork, and take hold of the chain between her nipples again, leading her back to the sofa. You sit down, legs together, and guide her onto your lap so she is facing you, with her legs apart. You lean forwards and pull the chain over your head, so it is resting against the back of your neck. Leaning back again, she has no choice but to follow you... her huge breasts looming over you... you cannot resist the urge to lick them, and she moans softly into the gag.

With your hands on her hips, you get more into it, licking up and down the inner slopes of her breasts, turning your head slightly to lick her clamped nipples, every movement illiciting another groan from your captive. She is writhing on your lap now, pulling at the cuffs behind her back in vain as you arouse her more and more... you move your hands down to her thighs and she is helpless to stop you stroking her between the legs... where you find that her g-string is very wet already.

Trapped as she is, she can do nothing to stop you reaching inside her g-string and stroking her trimmed bush... and then moving your fingers further down to her labia... and then her clit... you stroke her gently, and her body moves with your stroking... harder... faster... until it all becomes too much for her and she groans loudly into the ball gag as she cums...

"Did you enjoy that?" you ask, once she has recovered.

She nods a reply, and you decide to take her up to the bedroom. You gently help her regain her feet and, with the toybox in one hand and the chain between her nipples in the other, you lead the way upstairs. The first room you try is the bedroom, dominated by a huge iron bed. Perfect. You help her onto the bed, and lay her on her tummy, ignoring her groan as her clamped nipples are squashed beneath her. You take two more pairs of handcuffs from the toybox and cuff her ankles far apart to the foot of the bed, leaving her rather open and exposed. Reaching down, you grab her g-string and rip it from her body... and she begins to writhe and groan into her gag, in a way that only serves to arouse you further. You look down into the toybox again and see two vibrators there - a sleek, slender one and a long, thick one.

Your choices: One vibrator or Two vibrators.