Let's start warming up!" With that, I turned the music up so they could feel the bass wash over them, and I settled into the rhythm.The first two song... were warm-up, our only goal being to increase our heart rates and get warm. By that time, I could feel the beads of sweat start to form on my forehead. My breathing got deeper- smooth, strong inhales and exhales. My legs pressed into the pedals then pulled upwards to push onwards. I could feel just enough tension on the pedals to make my quads. .'' ''Yes, Paul?'' the man keeps touching my hair. ''Say it.. just admit it..'' ''I was wrong'' I finally force myself to utter the words.'Yes..'' the man eyes me. ''Yes you were. I used your own fetish against you, Paul. You kept coming to this place, visiting the BDSM scene, thinking you can just pay and leave.. that, being the CEO, your privacy was secure. But you didn't know. You didn't know I'd been watching you, Paul.. using your own vices to capture you!'' ''Yes..'' I lower. " she said to the shaman as they trudged in the crisp snowy footprints of those ahead of them. "You should have shunned her. She should have been expelled from the village. She had mistreated you for many years." That had been in the past," said Glade. "I was sure she was a reformed woman. I was ready to forgive her."The truth was that Glade didn't believe that Demure had changed at all, but she still extended her forgiveness. The fascination her mistress had exercised on her during her years. ) We drove for what seemed to be about forty-five minutes, (and a small lifetime,) when the van rolled to a stop and the sliding door was flung open again. When my captors hauled me out of the van like a baby piglet on her way to the fire-pit, I could smell the distinct scent of the ocean; the air was heavy and wet with the thick aroma of salt. They carried me onto a boat and i totally lost it; i began to sob and heave, my body trembling from fear of the fate that lay ahead of me. I just.