”“I’m sorry to hear that,”A moment later we arrived at her flat and I helped her with her bags even though she protested against it. “No tro...ble at all Miss, besides those shoes looks a bit precarious.”She opened the door to her flat and I followed her in setting the bags on the counter.“That’ll be fifteen quid love.”She opened her purse and cursed softly, muttering incoherently beneath her breath.“Everything OK Miss,”“No, I’m short, only have five quid on me. Bugger, this day couldn’t go much. In another two months the cold winter weather would shut down the antique business there, while our milder climate would breathe life into it here. ‘How’d it go? Any real finds?’ ‘A wonderful bed. We can display the headboard and footboard in the shop and keep the rest in the barn. It’s the kind of thing that lends an atmosphere to the place and I don’t care whether it sells or not. We got it for a song. Some really good metal signs, and then the usual dribs and drabs of kitchen and dining room. They would want nothing to do with the Tom Cats.I now turned my attention to the leader of the rape party. I checked his pockets and found that he was Hugo Chavez. Well, that was an interesting coincidence! I broke his ankles and nailed his feet to the floor so that I would have complete control of his actions. I pulled my skull mask down and woke Hugo up with a vial of smelling salts.As soon as he woke up, he started to groan from the pain of the nails and the broken bones. I kicked him in the. “Baby girl, don't you dare cover yourself again. Remember, I own you for the next couple of days. You’re mine. Can't you see how much you turn me on?”He pointed at his hard cock. I giggled nervously.“I want you on the bed, arms above your head and fingers interlocked.”I moved to the middle of the bed and did just as he said. He took off his tie and draped it around his neck while he removed all his clothes. He was naked before me, and I could see a bit of precum on the top of his dick. He.