“Looks good to me.” Joe said. He tried it out, “Erm. Kelly was glad of the lubricant because this was by no means turning her on, she thought. The only thing hiding him from total humiliation was a flimsy masquerade mask covering his eyes and part of his nose. “I’ve been thinking, how about we go and see Mack tomorrow and ask him to just cut the middle link out of each of your wrist chains. On camera too. She stopped, looked over towards the white gloved man and winked at him as she caught his attention. “Just the one then, to see what it feels like ok?”
“Ok.” She agreed. She pointed the camera at both their faces, Kelly’s bra straps and Joe’s naked shoulders with the sea view in the background and took a selfie of them both. Bruno gestured for Kelly to sit on a bar stool; he then signalled to a member of bar staff who passed Joe what looked like a black leather dog collar attached to a chain.
