"What about old women?" Molly asked, following the same general line of thought even as the metal collar was securely fastened around her arrogant neck. She scowled as he dragged her into her seat by her collar, fastening the back of the collar to the seat. She jerked a little as her bound hands were left pushing into the small of her back, thrusting her chest out, but there was little she could do about it. Her long legs wriggled a bit as he grabbed them but it was no use as her ass was pulled forward until her pussy was right at the edge. To be fair, this did relieve the pressure on her arms somewhat. She lets out a loud whimper as her ankles are pulled back and tied on. "That does sound unpleasant," she said as he announced his plans for her and the other woman. "Is that her real name?"