Soon I didn't even care about escaping from the satin, I justneeded to get off.After what seemed like hours I finally heard something other than theso...nds of my own struggling. I slowly opened my eyes expecting to see mycaptor looking at me, which was, and wasn't the case. What I hadapparently heard was the monitor directly above my head turning on. Sinceit was the only other stimulation I had been exposed to besides my satinpleasure prison I couldn't help but stare at it, and on the screen. I turned my body around to face the powerful shower head and let the water slam into my clit. I lifted my leg up onto the chair that stood just next to the shower and plunged my fingers deeper and deeper into my wet cunt whilst using my left hand to play with my boobs. Loud moans escaped my plump lips but I couldn't care less. I moved my left hand down to my clit and circled it faster to add to the pressure of the water whilst I fingered myself with my right hand. My legs began to shake, maybe. .. my warehouse... my boat dock. You get the idea.Most people pick the first option. A pity, really. The second one is more enjoyable.For me, I mean.I finish making my rounds through her house, subtly shifting the things she's left out. Every day this week I've been here, and every day I've watched her come home, turn on the lamp by the living room window, open the window, and poke her head outside, as if the threat she feels within her walls can be miraculously cast out.She doesn't understand. .. !" Do you like him, darling?" the willowy, auburn-haired beauty whispered, leaning down to slip a hand beneath Beth's nearest heavily hanging breast, cupping and fondling its soft warmth with warm affection. "Isn't he marvelous?" Ohhhh... ooooohhhhhh, yessssss... marvelous, the gor- gorgeous brute... !" And the best is yet to come, baby! Watch! Now, Lancer! Up! Up! That's it, lover! Fuck her! Go ahead, Lancy! Fuck her... !"With that shocking command, unexpected pangs of instant terror ripped.