Your god and your faith cannot help you here. You are a thing lower and more contemptable than my dog’s droppings.” He now fetches an object which...I at first take to be another rope but I see it is one of the dog’s collars with a lead. He quickly straps this to my throat. It is a choking collar. I feel him pull upon it and the leather slides easily around my windpipe. I tense my muscles but relax them again almost at once. I see him smile with obvious satisfaction. He now grasps the end of the. I signed it and apologized for being in the shower as I let my hand move away so he could get a look at my shaved pussy. He thanked me and walked away. I must admit that in a matter of a few minutes, I was on the sofa taking care of matters since that always makes me need an orgasm. I won’t tell my husband about it since he always wants to share my experiences which he does sometimes while we are on vacation such as last fall while we stayed at a hotel for 3 days in West Virgina which was. A small windowless half-bath with an “Out Of Order” sign affixed to the door was located at the far end of the closet. Sheila advised me that a communal shower was located two doors to the left when I asked where I could bathe.I had to admire the cabin’s design efficiency. The half baths used a minimum of plumbing and were handy for midnight relief, while the community showers were for general hygiene. Sheila wished us a good night and left us alone in our room. As I started to strip to take a. She glanced up at the sultan's cruel face." You have insulted me, my kingdom and my religion. You must pay and you must repent."Connie shook her head. "I did no such thing." We have your video camera and your cell phone. You can broadcast from here, can you not?"Connie nodded."Good," he said, "I will have a script for you by this time tomorrow and you may do your broadcast and make your apology to all of Islam; then, well, then we shall see. Perhaps I will free you or sell you. Perhaps not. You.