My hands have been bound. My arms are stretched and the ropes that are binding my hands are attached to a hook. I stand wearing just a skimpy frilly skirt, platform heals and a shelf bra -- the kind with no cups.
The man walks around me. He is holding a purple silk scarf and he lets the soft material flick against my body.
He stops and picks up some rope and begins to tie it around my chest as if to frame my DD breasts. He pulls them tighter so my breasts protrude forward and stick out more than they normally would. He steps back to admire his handy work.
He steps over to his bench where he has laid out numerous items. I didn't notice the bench before.
He picks up a tube. As he walks over he opens and places a bit on his finger. He then places his finger on my nipple, which is already very erect. And begins to rub this liquid into it. He repeats the process on my other nipple.