Yes, she protests again

Again, I put my hands on Jaynes waist, and started to run them up the side of her body.. I allowed them to drift forwards a little and felt the side of her soft breasts under her bra. Her breath started to speed up, but she still didnt move.

Up, up my hands went, over her shoulders, and up the back of her arms to her hands, her fists still clenched.

"Open your hands Jayne" I whispered again, still trying to disguise my voice.

Slowly her hands unclenched and I intertwined my fingers with hers.

"Good girl" I again whispered. She shuddered. My hands left hers, and she clenched them again. I ran my fingers back down her arms, over her shoulders, down to her waist and then down and round till her ass was cupped in my hands.. still she stood, but seemed to be holding her breath.

I then move my hands up slightly and hooked my thumbs in the waistband of her baggy bottoms.. but felt the tightness of a drawstring... moving my hands round her waist, I pulled myself against her back again, my body pressed against her. I nuzzled her hair, and gave her neck a small kiss, enjoying the silky smooth skin.

I moved my hands over her flat waist and down to the drawstring which I slowly pulled open... she sniffed and I could see tears running from under the blindfold.. but my resolve was untouched..

Moving my hands back around I again hooked my thumbs under the waistband and started slowly pulling her tracksuit pants down... I could just see the waist band of a white pair of panties when all of a sudden Jayne flipped..

She started bucking and muffled screams escaped her, tears of helplessness fell down her cheeks.. she tried to kick out but this did not help. I stood back and watched as she almost had a fit. After a few minutes she started to slow down, and eventually slumped exhausted in her restraints. She had disobeyed..