I’m kneeling on the floor. Naked. Only my stiletto heels are still on my feet as if I’m just another whore. My wrists are tied and fastened to a leather collar around my neck, so I have to keep my arms up, and I’ve a gag ball in my mouth. And I’m forced to see everything. How you, whom I desire more than any other man, are fucking my best friend before my very eyes! I want to beg you at least to look at me! Am I not beaut...