She couldn't stand it if he resisted and got himself killed."Okay," he said, but it wasn't convincing."No, I mean it. We have to do what they want ......no resisting. They have complete control over us and could kill us and no one would ever know."David nodded his head.Later that morning, Amanda and David received plates of food. But the jailer said nothing when they demanded to be told why they were being held prisoner.By the end of the day, no one had shown up to explain anything to. I knew that Ilse didn’t have to work this week either. She wasn’t able to arrange a free babysitter for the entire week and had decided to take a week off as well. It was only a two-hour drive to the coast since the Netherlands is such a small country.The weather was good and the water was still warm enough to swim in the sea. Bram and Naomi had the time of their life and loved it when I helped them build a big sandcastle. Ilse quite enjoyed it when I gave her a massage. Of course, it was under. This went on for decades. Occasionally, she would dress up, or we would have sex in the living room, but these events were too rare from my point of view and, too often, from her perspective.It all changed when she discovered really good pornography. The kind of pornography that makes you wish you were doing it that way. The kind of pornography that is real, made by amateurs, and reflects their personal carnal desires. The kind of pornography made by regular people, people who like to film. We started to drive, and the hand resumed its play on my thigh, this time moving more liberally, sometimes moving up and grabbing my throbbing cock, sometimes pressing a finger against my asshole. At some point I was aware of being on the Williamsburg bridge, but I was still surprised to find us parked in front of a chic apartment building on the East Side. I followed Adam out of the cab, past the doorman and up the elevator to the 7th floor. Without his hand on me, the shakes were coming back,.