Amber should have moved faster the moment she felt the cold steel of the cuffs slip around her wrist.  She struggled as she was dragged over something like a workhorse in a construction yard except it was metal.<strong>"What are you gonna do?" </strong>she squealed.  Fear pumped through her and she tried to pull out of her grip but he was too strong and she was grabbed around the waist and placed on top of the bar.  She moved to get away only to have her hands cuffed to a pipe above her.  She looked at him her eyes wide and teary.<strong>"Look, I'm sorry, you don't have to do this."  </strong>Her position was slightly uncomfortable, the cold metal parting her sensitive pussy lips.<strong> "Please," </strong>she screamed.