Poor Sally Part 3
It was quite a sight. A normal looking car, with a man driver, and next to him a totally nude woman with huge breasts and a red face with a bizarre expression of embarrassment. A moment after leaving the shopping centre mark had pulled over and got out of the car. He opened the boot and came back with a pack of shiny handcuffs. For a second time Sally found herself being handcuffed this time her hands behind the car seat, the chain was long and allowed this to be done leaving her very uncomfortable and her breasts high and pointing. Before starting the car he actually fingered her pussy. It was wet and hot, and Sally couldnt believe how near she got to orgasm in such a situation. But then the expert hand stopped leaving her hot in more ways than before and started the car.
Oh please... said Sally breathing heavily squirming and making her tits move even more than the bumpy road did. Mark just laughed as he drove near the campus. He then gave Sally a nice slow and long ride. People pointed, laughed, whistled, took pictures, shouted at them. Mark opened the window and a one point he was going so slowly that men put their hands through the window and ser her tits bouncing. Sally was just silent, her humiliation had got to such a strong point she was just dumb, she was so hot she couldnt help moaning, she felt like this had been her situation all her life, that this was all she was good for. Slowly they left, and Sally managed to beg to be set free. But all she got was silence. After quite a long drive it was alreadly night. She realized she was back at her old part of town, where she grew up. As the stopped she noticed the park near her parents house where she had played and gone after a drink at night. She was uncuffed and took out of the car. She looked about to see if anyone could see her but there was nobody about. Mark cuffed her hands high up to the railings of the park. Sally's large breasts inserted themselves between the bars as Sally put her face between the bars and pathetically begged.
You don't remember how awful you were to me, how you never wanted to let me buy you a drink do you. - said Mark – At that very pub that is next to this park
Sally remembered all of sudden where she knew him from, not just from university.
Well he said, as he wrote a note on a piece of paper and pinned it over her head. I have had my revenge now, people will be coming out of the pubs soon and he started to walk away.
Sally licked her lips nervously and rattled the chain of the tight handcuffs and she said
“Hey, you are not going to leave me here are you” She licked her lips again, her pussy smelt hot, and she couldnt get to it. The cuffs where not budging and Mark had got in his car
Hey – shouted Sally a lot more loudly – You can't this to me, what does that note say?
Mark pulled down the window of his car, made one last photo with his camera and drove off.
Many hours later it is almost dawn. Sally stands looking very tired. Her big tits hang and Sally trites to find a comfy position. When she asks for help people either laugh or run away scared. She is certainly a site: A naked blonde cuffed to the railing with a sign that says: She is a cow, don't help her, just laugh” She gives a couple of blow jobs in exchange for help, but realizes too late that people just leave her and laugh. Even worse, no-one fingers her, if she could just manage to cum... But no rest for the wicked. People are starting to stir, daylight is here, a dog of his lead from a walk is smelling her bum and c*nt. Sally looks pathetically though the bars as she says just one more time, oh please helpppppppppp
THE END
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