I felt the twitch in my sex. The feeling of spilling seed never came. How many had he had? I prayed that his little tattooed slut wouldn’t bring him...to bear again before I could leave.“God, what a night!” He cheered and I kissed him. The alarm radio was broadcasting the time at me.“I’ll say,” Despite or thanks to the other girls involved I had had a good time. I was just achy and partially electrocuted. He was smiling, “I should get ready for work.”“Oh, so soon?”“We’ve been in this room for. Nothing.The directions simply said that I would find further instructions when I got there. I got out, knocked on the door, tried it (it was locked), looked around for messages, and thought about yelling, but frankly out in the woods alone there, I was too frightened to yell. Finally when I got back in the car, I noticed a bag in the back seat that I didn't recognize, and sure enough, inside was a note along with some items that let me know immediately that something was up: a dildo, handcuffs,. My thrashings of resistance were quickly becoming thrashings of ecstasy. I was screaming into my gag as orgasmic spasms wracked my body. Irshadji Bhaijan was sitting on my bed watching me come awake.I had the strong urge to piss but was unable to move. Sensing I needed the bathroom, he untied my legs and then tied them together. He then untied my lifeless arms and tied them behind my back. As the blood rushed through the veins the pain was excruciating. As he led me down the hall to the. It was easy to see why. There was much less danger of becoming tangled, or stepping on some kind of animal if you could use your toes to probe the waters ahead of you.It had already been late in the day when they had set off, Lena unable to contain her excitement until the following morning, and the twin suns were just dipping beneath the horizon. She always got like this when there was a problem that needed solving, she couldn’t get a wink of sleep until she found a solution. Truth be told, it.