" Lev said with a sigh. "There are others I would do well to include. How many addition people will you allow?" I would like to limit it to five, incl...ding yourself. The people we invite must know that discretion is required of them. Not all who will be attending are aware of what we really are, or what we do. Just as all Taluatans do not know of all you do." I assume language and dress will be a problem?" Master Lev almost brought out into the open his acceptance of our endlessly repeated. That Stockholm Syndrome thing. It’s crazy. I’m crazy. I’m fucked up in my head. He would hurt me badly, and then bring me a soda or something. And I’d be grateful to him. He’d ask me to kiss the ass of the massive dragon tattoo on his chest, and I’d be happy to do that for him. I was grateful, for fuck’s sake! Towards the end he would tell me to do things ... stupid or nasty things ... and I found myself wanting to do them. I wanted to please him – which horrifies me more than anything. I can’t. Seema released her and ordered me to teach her the rudimentary of love making. I spread her on the bed and got over her, my dick against her crotch. I kissed her; this time she reciprocated properly; she had learnt fast. I began to kiss her neck, then slid down to her breasts and started kissing her globes… i took her nipples between my lips and began to nibble them and she groaned in pleasure. I know how to drive a woman crazy by concentrating on her nipples and i applied the technique. I went back t the bar and waited for her, she arrived 15 minutes later looking flushed and embarrassed I asked what was up and she said ‘what do you think of me after seeing that?’ ‘It looked very sexy’ I replied ‘I behaved like a slut – it must have been the swimsuit!’‘Well I have to say the swimsuit was very horny.’ ‘Glad you liked it’ she said smiling ‘but I shouldn’t have acted in that way – it’s not like me at all’‘Well you must have some deep rooted desires that you have maybe forgotten.’.