Katia was there, sitting on the couch, waiting."She's kidnapped Ines and Jessica," she blurted out when we entered. Fiorella rushed to her, and hugged...her."Who's kidnapped them?" I asked."What did she say?" Lauren asked. Katia was speaking Italian."That someone has kidnapped them. Hold on, let me ask."Katia caught her breath. "A genius loci," she replied, "Well -- I guess -- the genius loci of Milan." Huh?" Fiorella said."Fuck!" I said, in English."What?" Lauren asked."Everyone calm down!" I. "It is so different here, from back home where I come from." How so?" Over here I am seldom bothered, and I rarely have cameras shoved in myface. I can walk the streets freely. Sure, people who recognise mesometimes say hello, but I don't end up with a bunch of rabidphotographers blinding me with camera flashes. I also don't have everyother person filming me on their phone in the hopes that I will make somesort of a mistake that they can sell for money to some media outlet." I see." As such, I. .. More humiliation, more tightness.So, there I was, in the middle of nowhere, at a notorious dogging location, I'd never been to before, meetings guys I hadn't met before, who had advertised me, I was dressed in patent black & red fuck me heels, cream and black seamed latex stockings, 8 point red latex suspender belt, shiny black rubber latex skater skirt, hiding a locked chastity cage, containing my very uncomfortable and cold clitty, to which I did not have a key, shiny black and red PVC. Lga tha fr unhone lite off krdi or mujhse btein ki normal fr unhone kaha so jayein maine kha abhi neend nh aayi toh vo kehte thik h tv dekhlo mein soti hun maine kaha okk nd vo udhr muh krke so gye nd mein piche se unhe dekhta rha fr achank lite chli gyi toh lite ka advantage lete hue mene unke gaand pr haath rkha kado k upr se boht chikni thi mera lund khda ho ra tha but fr mene haath hta liya aur bola ki vo lite gyi toh apko utha ra tha ye sb bola bcz vo mere haath rkhne se uth gye the fr vo.