?Ryan angrily grabbed her hair and shouted at her, ?You will address me as Master. I am the client and you are the whore. Got that,? Ryan yanking her ...air.Helena felt very scared.?Yes?Master. I will remember that,? Helena giving in, in fear. ?Good,? Ryan letting go of her hair.?I might just fuck you for an hour or two, depending on my mood,? Ryan chuckled.He was looking down on her.?Now you look nice and lovely,? Ryan sneered.Ryan came on top of her. He was fondling with her breasts.?You don?t. I take you by the hand and offer to show you my house. I lead you through into the kitchen dining area. After that I show you my small back yard, with its sun lounger, high walls and a glassed over area in the back, almost like a summerhouse. I bring you back inside and show you my large bathroom with a nice large bath, and a luxurious shower. I take your hand and lead you upstairs showing you the master bedroom, a large bed, king size, the room is large with two large built in wardrobes, the. After you’re totally clean, shower and shave all your pubic hair and the hair around your butthole. When that’s all done, you can go to dinner. Come to the theater at 7 p.m., and we’ll meet you there. Got all that?’ Oh my god! My mind was whirling with ideas. What’s going to happen tonight at the theater. I mean obviously there was going to be sex involved, but what kind and with who? I mean, I pretty much knew for certain I’d be getting cock in my ass (with the enema and my butt hair shaved).. But he didn’t dominate the conversation.Of course, part of my horniness, a large part, was the bike. Taken logically, it’s not so much, but ... I don’t know ... there’s a feeling of ... solidity, perhaps. The power, or the impression of power, is somewhat of an illusion. Torque, I suppose is a better term. Not that I know much about that.So there we are, sitting close together – of necessity, it’s a very small café, and busy – and chatting about the village. I knew a little, from reading about.