She released my dick first and then slowly slid her finger out of my ass.I collapsed onto the chair. "That," I half-sighed, half-gasped, "was fan-fuck...ng-tastic!"Michele smiled a cum smile and wiped her mouth with her fingers and started to lick each, one by one. "I certainly aim to please, Baby. And since I've now discovered yet another kinky dimension to you, I think we need to let you indulge it whenever you want." Yes? You don't think me too weird?"She laughed. "I already knew you were. . well geez lady, we just met!" Charli's white skin turned crimson at his risqué joke. Flashing his most charming grin and putting his hand over his heart, "And I swear I had nothing to do with whatever delayed you." Chad withheld that he begged off participating in the prank only because he had to prepare for tonight's meeting... "Anyway, Gregg tells me you and I might share some music interests. We'll have to chat after business."Charli was completely disarmed by Gregg's handsome assistant.. She stares at me in wonder, idly scratching her hand, making the switch shudder. “This is a mind game, right? Some trick of psychology? You mention a place, and my mind makes it itch. . .” She trails off as I shake my head. "So you can control minds?" Not really. I can't control what you think, and only a small bit of what you feel. Mostly it’s a physical reaction I get from my switches." So you didn’t make me screw you that night. You didn’t force me to do it, but you DID manipulate my body so. The cage is stabilized against what must surely be the walls of a shipping container by steel bars from each corner of the cage, wedged to rubber blocks so however hard she hammers the cage, the sound will not transmit. In addition, the container walls have been lined with insulating foam.In dismay, Tracy turns round and finds a hiker’s rucksack with a note pinned to the outside. She reads ??Dear Tracy. Welcome to the Eastern Wind Container Express Train from Berlin. Your journey will take.