. take a nap...” He closed his eyes, darkness swooping in to claim him.A cool breeze blew through the window, making him shiver.Opening his eyes, he...saw a giant crack in the stone ceiling above him. When he sat up, his whole body flooded with cramps, making him gasp in pain. He had been wrapped in bandages, the naga skin tunic completely gone. When he pulled the blankets down, he realized that, other than some bandages, he was naked.“I was wondering how long you would sleep.” Ratu was holding. Emma's wash basket went into the bathroom, was emptied out onto the floor and my fetish began. Taking the most soiled panties and wetting the crotch then licking the pussy juice off, sticking a pair of her panties in my mouth, tying a pair over my face, putting a pair on tying a pair round my cock and balls and tossing myself off. Then the spunk-soiled underwear was put in the washer and no one was the wiser. One day I found a teddy in there with the stockings still attached. I slipped it on. As I reached for a handy wipe I also brought out one of my cards. Cleaning his cock and crotch I told him I would do this for him any time, any place, that I had a nice hotel and could meet his schedule. He looked down at me, took the card and said with a smile “I will be calling you.” With that he thanked me, straightened his shorts and walked around the back side of the table in the direction of the trail. Still on my knees and trying to clean up the cum and sweat from my face I did not. I lay there completely exposed, my smooth pink pussy on display for god knows who, my naked breasts sliding a little to the side. A pair of hands took mine and held them above my head. Another hand reached down to my nipple and I felt a jolt of pain as something clamped around it. My breast was tugged towards the other one and then the feeling repeated itself. Clamps, chained together, were now lifting my breasts an inch higher and keeping them pointing upwards, held together by the short.