Joe had seen larger living rooms in smaller houses, but the room held a coziness that seemed to curve around the hearth to his right. And beyond the w...lls of the living room which served as support for the second floor, he could see the purpose of the smaller space as it allowed for a dining room that seemed just big enough and a library/office that took his breath away and a huge kitchen that abutted the dining room. And behind that, through a blond wood door seeming to disappear into the. He felt a tightening in his throat, he had been waiting for this moment for a very long time. They leaned slowly towards one another, kissing lightly, both trembling slightly. He looked at her once again and felt tears welling up in his eyes, and saw that hers, too, were sparkling in the firelight."I have taken the liberty of warming some oil, for your massage. I think you will enjoy the evening I have planned." He smiled gently, knowing that she would not soon forget this night."If you would. Fearless rats running around my dirty feet and the red wine spills allover the table. Then I have to climb onto the top and dance about, but only to get spanked and slapped all over my legs. My thighs are already glistening from the soldiers sticky sperm, mixed my own excited juices, that I can't possibly hold back anymore in my state of arousal. Allthough I thank Hapi for this unique occasion of first-hand insight into the horrible habits of our men, but I also pray for an end to it - I don't. The couple’s captor was maybe 6’5, his voice almost as rough as a chainsaw, his blue-green eyes mesmerizing yet cold. He had introduced himself only as ‘Kray.’ “Do you know why you’re here?”Kylee wanted to say ‘Because you’re a sick maniac?’, then quickly thought better of it. “No. Oh god, please just let us go! We won’t tell anyone, I swear. Look, we don’t want any trouble. Please!”The man who called himself Kray wore a black vest which matched his dark camo pants and shiny black boots. He.