She starts crying hard now as she begins to realize that this is deadly serious and that she is his prisoner for now. He grins at her and walks out of...the room shutting the door behind him after he tells her he will return in a short while to explain to her the new life he has planned for them. Alone and afraid, all she can do is stand there chained against the wall and take in her surroundings. It is like something out of a horror show. There is a rack, a cross, and other items she can only. "Have a drink, what'll it be? Same?"He could sense that once again she was nervous, but he decided to wait for her to say something. She had told him that there was something she wanted to discuss with him and so he thought it was best not to rush her. Let her have a few drinks, he thought to himself. They always make me more lucid, and maybe it will help build up her courage, I'll just have to be patient."Let's go to a table where we can talk," she said after a few quick gins. The alcohol was. We chatted on about how long it takes for complete body massage and other details.After a while, during our chat, Isha told me that chat about the massage itself has aroused her and she was horny. We continued the chat as if I was doing her massage. She was in office that time and I made her wet and horny. She carried an extra thong with her and she had to change her thong after our massage-come-sex chat. Isha was so convinced that she needs a massage and that too only from me. I have never. Kissing her softly I put her at ease, telling how much she had pleased me and that I liked the taste of her new lipstick."Don't," I instructed as I stopped her hand, holding a cloth napkin, from wiping her face and mouth. "I may want to kiss you again."Lynn smiled and took the Grasshopper drink that I had ordered for her. To ensure she was relaxed and not knowing her tolerance for alcohol I had made it a double.Satisfied that she had really pleased me Lynn sat back to watch the new girl take.