“So wet,” he pointed out. His nose brushed my pussy lips, and it took everything I had not to moan. He had barely touched me and I was ready to ...all apart. It was time to admit to myself that I was absolutely into this, and there was no more fighting the thoughts. Yet, I still wouldn’t let him hear me submit. Scientifically, when a woman is touched, she gets wet. Not a definite sign. Deliberate actions give away to true desires. This was definitely being done purposefully. Him teasing. There she started to fill the bath before she went to relieve herself. She stared at herself in the mirror as the bath finished filling. She had bruises all over her body. Her nipples were bruised and cracked. Her cunt lips were so swollen she couldn’t fully close her legs. Welts covered her torso from the lash. Cuts circled her wrists and ankles from the restraints. She shook her head and gotten into the frothy bubble bath. As she sunk down into the lavender scented water, her body screamed. Please give it back to him and I'm sure you'll not regret that." You men act strange sometimes. Of course there are no hard feelings and I hope we can remain friends on a family level when Chris and you have solved your problems. But please promise to keep my suggestion as our little secret." Of course."We parted and promised to keep in touch when we had any news to tell.With only two employees, the possibilities are a bit limited to have anything that looks like a party at the office, so Chris. I was ... there," she finished as tears sparkled her eyes. "What have I done? What's happened? That man is evil," she finished, her voice trembling.Art hugged her to him, kissing her forehead before they both sat staring down at the picture in her lap.Clearing his throat, "We need to get this to the General," the young Alpha said."But it's late," Hope objected. "We can do it in the morning."Art was shaking his head. "Whitworth was emphatic about that. He said he wanted to know, night or day, if.