..Part FourBy AppleBeccy lay, her small hands working feverishly at her sex, trying to pushherself over the edge to orgasm. Her hands ached, her body ...as sore, butstill she tried. She had been trying for what seemed an eternity, but itwasn't working. She knew the problem. Like any addict, she was growingjaded, getting used to the situations her captor and lover forced herinto. Much as it still sent delightful shivers through her when sheblushed with humiliation, she was getting used to the. I never take that tape out. It runs on a loop. Somebody purposely did this?”Tom asked him if he was alone tonight. He said his janitor should be around someplace. It was obvious he was gone. We walked him outside, where Tom’s boys were trying to extricate the driver and the guy with his arms sticking out the roof. A pair of handcuffs now replacing the gun.The jeweler pointed at the almost shooter, “That’s Reggie! He’s my janitor! What’s he doing in that car? Are his arms stuck in the roof?”Tom. ." She confessed as she walked over to me.I rested down on my knees as she pushed me aside to look for herself."Hm, seems all my nice thongs are in the wash.." She told pausing to think."Shall I get them out the wash for you?" I asked."Actually no," she replied, "I got a much better idea." She smiled at me with a playful look on her face, about to reveal her thoughts to me."YOU'RE going to be my knickers for the day!" She giggled."Er.. Ok Mistress." I replied, wondering what that entails."Come. It is i*****l to have pornography in Saudi Arabia, but as long as we’re careful about showing it then no one will be the wiser. Do you have a problem with me showing these movies?”I guess that I wasn’t all that surprised to hear that they had porn to watch, especially after hearing what Tim said about them constantly fucking those women. Maybe that was why Tim was being so cautious and not telling me about what happened after the women were sent away, knowing how i*****l it was to have that.