Stormbringer 3
"You know where to go" The male voice is quite compelling and you almost leave the office before realising it wasn't directed at yourself. The girl doesn't seem inclined to argue either and you wonder at the sort of employer who can wield such power over his staff. You also wonder how you can get a job where you can have pretty females strip off at your command. Talk about fringe benefits!
Shuffling across the floor with a series of loud clinking sounds, the girl almost leaves your field of vision. But by pressing up tight against the wall to change your angle of view, you can follow her movements into a corner of the room. The noises draw your attention to the fact her ankles are shackled with some sort of metal manacles you had overlooked when you were staring at her tits. Secretary or teacher or whatever she is, just how does a girl in a job like that put up with such things instead of resigning and probably placing a report with the police? You feel understandably jealous of this Stormbringer!
Speak of the devil! Almost as soon as the thought is formed a large bulky shape passes across your field of vision and approaches the girl. It appears to be a man dressed in a charcoal gray business suit, though you can't see his face, just the back of his head which is either shaved or completely bald. The young woman looks up nervously as he closes on her but makes no move to try and escape.
Bending down towards her it becomes obvious why there is a pole in that corner of the office. It isn't for passing dancers to twine around, or at least it isn't being used for that purpose at the moment. Instead it supports another set of manacles similar to the ones around the girls legs. Apparently a man of few words, Stormbringer, for it must be he, gestures towards the pole and the woman raises her arms so he can fasten her wrists together. It occurs to you that this isn't her first visit to this part of the Headmaster's office and that she knew what to expect. That belief is reinforced when she shows no surprise or outrage that the man uses her vulnerable position to fondle her breasts. Though partly obscured by his body you can still see a large hand fasten about one bra-sheathed hillock and squeeze it roughly. And you can definitely hear the twang as he pulls her bra strap away from her back with his other hand and then lets it go, slapping her flesh as it returns to it's elasticated shape.
He does seem rather competent though. Next time the man touches that bra strap if flies open, releasing those big breasts from their confinement. The firm looking orbs drop slightly through gravity; just enough for the nipples to peek out from beneath a now superfluous garment. They look extremely appealing with those fawn peaks jutting forwards in unspoken invitation, but unfortunately it is not an invitation you can answer. Stormbringer does though. Both his hands slide around the young woman's sides and clamp over her tits, bringing a gasp from the girl as he begins to manipulate them. Though your view is rather restricted you do get a look at his fingers clenching and relaxing on one of the softly swelling mounds and it doesn't take much imagination to know his other hand is likewise engaged. Fingers part a little and the nipple peeks out from between them as though seeking escape. But it is rapidly captured again by those same digits pressing back together and trapping it between them.
"Oooooooooh" The girl responds as her nipple is pinched between two knuckles. The teat itself responds too, growing almost visibly before your eyes until it is fully erect and darkened to a deep brown-red color by the blood being pumped into it's engorged shape. You can almost feel it's firm texture between your own fingers as you watch this lucky swine titting-up a girl you'd give anything to have moaning to your own touches.
Apparently even that isn't enough for him. The next moment Stormbringer has a long length of rope in his hands and he is winding it around the young woman's body, looping the cord both above and below her breasts. As the restraint tightens it becomes obvious that those already swollen orbs are being forced to swell out even further with their restriction. The skin looks very taut indeed as you study the girl's tits. And you do study them, very carefully indeed. How you'd love to test their hard marble-like smoothness while they are compressed to make them bulge out between the ropes so prettily! And those nipples, studding her breasts like small thumbs, looking dark and angry in their arousal, calling to your mouth in silent pleas to have their fire quenched by your lips!
You sigh with resignation. Those breasts are not for you. Not right now anyway. But what is the point of this second rope Stormbringer is adding? Tying up her panties? Why not just take them off her and do the job properly? Then a closer look reveals that the garment is bunched up between the young woman's legs like a thick silken cord. And as it is arranged to lie between her sex lips, it must be tight against her clitoris. Finally you smile in appreciation, a lesson learned. Every time the girl moves, the movement will rub those twisted panties against her nub, whether she wants it to or not, so increasing her arousal with every slight shift of her body. If she wasn't already hot, she likely soon will be, because that position is not one in which she can remain still for long even assuming the Headmaster leaves her alone, which seems unlikely.