I opened my eyes to see him standing beside the bed looking at me. I felt my face flush in my embarrassment that he could read my thoughts so easily. ...You are one very hot woman, someone hasn't been paying enough attention to you lately and I plan on remedying that tonight." As he continued to talk and stare deep into my eyes he was undressing. Tossing his shirt and jeans in a pile on the floor. I stared hypnotically at the only piece of clothing that he had left on...his briefs. He slowly. You know how my ego gets when I tie you up and seeyou in rope and scarves. These other things I definitely will be usingon you soon dear. I can see I will need much more film. You my dear aregoing to be photographed as you were never photographed before. Anycomments or questions "?"No Miss Britt." I want you to put this stuff in my big dresser after the girls leavetoday. And I want those torture tits on you for the rest of the week. Ilove the expression on your face when I squeezed them.. Long enough to be helped out of my dress so that I was completely naked and exposed. Long enough for Anya to start making out with me as I rode the beast. Long enough to leak all over the top of the saddle-like seat.And then, I came for the second time. Just as hard. Just as intensive. Just as humiliating.“Please, no more,” I think I mumbled.“Just one more. For me.”“Okay,” I whimpered, feeling the vibrations getting stronger. “Oh god.” I managed, my eyes rolling slightly back, aware that I was. My bad dreams had stopped.After about a week, I found that I was looking forward to talking with Debbie and Aimee on the phone. Despite being in paradise, I found those calls the highlights of my days. I discussed this with Mary, who also felt the same way.Mary and I had decided to head back to Maui to the shack, and when we told Aimee, she hesitated."What's up, Aimee?" I asked, knowing that the voice I was hearing on the other end of the phone wasn't the down-to-business person that we knew.