Night visit (part4)

     "So now madam," Marina's uninvited manipulator announced with positive assurance, as though bringing himself back to focus on the immediate task in hand, or rather hands, as both of his descended upon the smoothness of her buttocks. Marina experienced ten inquisitive digits gliding over her exposed posterior, pausing now & then to squeeze & knead her flesh, for what felt like a long time. Then, she found herself unable to maintain her silence. She emitted a yelp as the stranger gave both well-handled cheeks a sharp pinch. "There's more to come but I need to check something first," he informed the somewhat startled lady. 

    Marina realised that he was examining the rearmost of her suspender straps on both legs. His fingers & thumbs worked their way up & down these essential components, before concentrating on the clips which secured her expensive dark stockings. He was considering something, when suddenly his intention was made clear. He said, "I think they'll do," left rearmost suspender strap up with his left hand & with his right hand , held her ankle until her heel was resting on her buttock. Deftly, he quickly slipped the strap over the heel, before repeating the process at Marina's other side. He then stretched both straps further to make a loop, thus securing her legs in the position, which, for the moment, he thought desirable.      Tension on the straps might have tended to pull her calves outwards but he didn't wait for this. Someone she'd never met before today simply stated, "I'm going to open your legs now," which he accomplished rapidly by pushing them apart at the knees. Scarcely had this action been completed before the stranger was on the bed, kneeling behind Marina, in such a place that afforded him an excellent view, while preventing her from closing her legs together, as all her instincts were telling her she should do. "That's better," was all she heard from him after this flurry of activity.