A drop of rain fell against my cheek momentarily distracting me as I looked up at the cloudy indigo night sky. He licked the rain drop that trailed do...n my cheek and I shuddered at the gesture. He grabbed my panties and ripped them off in one swift move. My surprised gasp was lost in the sudden rustling of leaves. He gave me a wicked grin, his face bathed in the flare of lightning that streaked across the night sky. He held up his hand and start counting down. 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… Boom! He plunged. I’d gleaned at least that much from listening to Doctor Jamison. ‘Boss,’ Carl said smoothly, ‘if Laura had cancer and she was going through chemotherapy…and lost her hair and stuff…and she was down to skin and bones and was pale and weak…Boss, would you blame her for having her disease? Could you do that?’ I sat frozen for a long time. I’d had some thoughts along this line, but Carl threw a vivid image at me–one I could not ignore or set aside. What he was requiring me to do was examine my core. Then she sucked it for a couple minutes more, massaging and milking to get every drop that might still be inside. And when she was done licking and cleaning my dick off, she stood up and put her blouse and pants back on. She left her bra off, leaving her droopy tits and hard nipples dangling under her blouse. She spoke to me as she buttoned her pants back up."Now I won't say anything if you don't. As far as I'm concerned, nothing happened. I'll tell everybody I'm just in a good mood, that's. The game was back on, but the rules had changed. He wasn’t going to tell her what he had planned for her. He was in control now. She just had to trust him. It was the first time she truly felt helpless, and it thrilled her.The man stepped behind his imprisoned captive and began to run his fingers through her thick, luscious hair; the dark brown strands glistening in the light of the stall, her subtle highlights sparkling as he brushed her locks out with his hands as if searching for contraband..