He looked readyto kill the perpetrators of these atrocities with his bare hands. Idecided to change the subject."Did you take part in the VE Day celeb...ations?" I asked."I did," he said, visibly relaxing his frame. "I was in TrafalgarSquare, partying with what looked like half of London, all of usdeliriously happy the war in Europe was over and we'd survived. I couldswear I caught sight of Princess Elizabeth and Princess Margaret in aconga line at one point, but for that to be so the girls would. “It’s your imagination,” I tell myself.*I’ve had several more drinks. “I’m running to the restroom.”“Want me to join?” asks Heather.“No, I’ll be back.” I never quite understood why women had to go in packs.As I walk my way through the still rather empty bar, I see him looking at me as I walk by. Once again, I think nothing of it. As I exit the bathroom, I seem to look straight up and across the room, locking eyes with him. Chills course my body once more. With a little bit of liquid. She was trying to shout what the fuck is going on, but the girls were now pushing a cloth into her mouth, in seconds she was strapped to the leather armchair that had belong to her dad, she was bound and soon to be gagged as the girls removed the cloth from her mouth and strapped a ball gag in place, the gag had straps running from it, that were then fixed to her nipples as her clothing was ripped and cut from her body, she could now feel cuffs being strapped to her feet and she was then pulled. You proudly stepped outside so that anyone walking around the hotel or on the beach could see you. You stood there for a while and I thought that maybe your were disappointed that there was no one there to look at you. Turning out the lights behind you I walked out onto the balcony and put my arms around your waist. “You are beautiful, my love,” I said softly. “And I don’t mind others seeing your beauty, but I’m not willing to share.” I was still completely naked and holding you close to me..