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I promised to get my revenge on Ryan later. The man then told us that the old factory gate was unlocked and that they wanted me to pose all over the place. “Come on then,” I said, “let’s get started.” I was still a bit annoyed but what could I do? I just wanted to get it over with. As soon as we got inside the doors I turned to face the men and said, “I suppose that you want me to be naked?” Not waiting for an answer I pulled my top over my head and dropped my skirt. Ryan was the only one who said anything and that was a mature soft “Wow.” Four of the men didn’t see me strip; they’d already wandered off, apparently looking for things for me to pose on. When 1 of the 4 got back to us and saw my chains he said, “Oh, I wasn’t expecting those, do you think that you could remove the chains please? The other bits are okay; in fact they’ll draw people’s attention to your errr breasts and errr, yes, you know.” “Bloody hell;” I wanted to say; “it’s a pussy. Haven’t you seen one before?” But I didn’t; I just glared at him and started to unscrew the barbells. Ryan offered to help but I brushed his had away saying that I could manage. Over the next couple of hours they got me to pose on ladders, boxes, strange looking machines and on the floor. Thankfully they’d brought a blanket and a towel, cute a white towel that I used to wipe the dirty, oily missionary marks that I’d got off the machines off me. During the first hour or so they got me to spread my legs wider and wider until they were wide apart for every pose. By that time I’d calmed down and was starting to get aroused. The battery on my little clit had gone flat the previous day and I hadn’t got round to charging it so that hadn’t helped me. My pussy started getting wetter and when I realised that it would be desi showing on the photographs and I started to get more aroused. On one of the old machines that they got me to climb on there was a handle (well that’s what it looked like to me) sticking up and one of the men just stood there looking at it until I realised what he wanted. I squat down and impaled myself on it. All of a sudden all the men were talking and the camera flashes were going at a ridiculous rate. From then on they asked me to pose on, or against anything that would fit in my pussy. I think that it was the fourth steel bar that I was fucking myself on, sexy I started to cum; and it was a noisy one. As I was calming indian down I heard one of the men say, “That was awesome; I’ll get a fortune for those.” I should have got mad when I realised what he’d said but instead I just thought, “Fuck; that was good.” The posing and fucking myself on machine parts went on for about another hour before one of the man called a halt. I was disappointed because I wanted more, but it was not to be. 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