The limo hummed quietly as Clara slumped against the seat blindfold tight over her eyes, wrists still bound behind her back. Her chest heaved, tits rising and falling heavy under the thin fabric of her dress. Her nipples were hard straining, aching to be touched again.

‘’I’m sure you might have rested enough by now’’ One of the men said.

She answered by a nod of her head.

‘’I don’t need you to nod, say it I want to hear you say it’’ The man growled

‘’Yes, Sir I am ...