James found himself wondering where she went off to, and who she met – because it was obvious to him that she was meeting someone. Had seen how her ...hone beeped at her, at bang on quarter to twelve every day, and her little smile as she looked at it and then sent a quick message back.He wanted to ask – was keen to know, but could not see how to break down the wall that existed between them; the employer – employee barrier."You can finish at twelve tomorrow – if you want?" he told her on the. It was then that I saw a little opening in the small sand dunes at the back of the beach. I jogged up to them.There was a hint of a path through the two hills of sand. I followed the path and saw that it led to a deserted carpark. I went back towards the beach when the idea struck me. Here on the path, just before I could make it back into view; this is where I could take my cock out.My heart started to beat quicker, my cock grew in my shorts. I made my way back to the beach but still within. If not, they will get a dildo to take turns fucking each other with. He might make them do that before taking them upstairs." If one or both of them becomes too wild; hurts the other, talks back too much, things like that - they might end up sleeping in a cage in his room instead. Without me there, they are more likely to end up in the cage, at least for a while. Sometimes they are in there for hours at a time gagged, hands bound, moaning, and humping each other until let out."Saying this was a. "Thank you for coming on such short notice."The five other men sat around the table, their faces were unreadable."I trust you received my proposal," he shifted uncomfortably. Marianne had told him these men would either go along with the proposition he presented, or they would probably having him killed."We did, Mr. Campbell," the eldest of them replied in clear, but accented, English. "It was intriguing."An uncomfortable silence fell over the room. Holland thought about saying something, but.