My release surprised me, it felt so good, I was so sleepy; I just laid back on my bed and went to sleep.I was in a garden, the sun was shining and war..., I looked down and found I was still wearing my pyjamas, so I was dreaming this, but it felt very real, the grass was cool beneath my feet.I heard Kate's voice calling me, it came from a table where there were chairs surrounding it. Seated in one was a woman, not Kate, I went up to her, she looked up at me smiling,"Billy," she said, "I'm glad. My cock was stirring but my cage didn't allow much reaction. I stood and listened and I could sense as your excitement grew your reservations were melting away. Finally, the two of you stopped and I heard you tell me to get you some wine. I walked over, poured two glasses, and carried them to the bed. For the next hour the two of you tried various positions and allowed me to sit and watch. You would occasionally remember that I was there and remark that this is how a real man fucks. Finally, he. After what seemed forever they stopped and the doors opened. She was roughly grabbed and dragged around what she assumed were halls. Faint music was playing in the background. She was brought suddenly to her feet. Her hood was removed, but before she could get more than a glimpse of her surroundings, she was unconscious again. —————————————————————————————————————————————— CHAPTER THREE When she woke again she was tied to another bed. This time though, it was different. She was not on her back,. One of his hands slid down to rest at her hip for a moment, before he moved it gradually down her thigh. Aria supposed the reason for exaggerated slowness was so that if she wanted to protest she could. Frankly, protesting was the furthest thing from her mind possible. And then suddenly, Oliver held his hips away completely. They were both panting for breath as she felt his hand inch across her clit. Oliver rested his hand there lightly, so lightly she barely even felt it. She paused a moment.