It was not permitted for me to give any resistance while she was hurting me, no matter what.‘That’s something different as usual, isn’t it slave...��, my Owner said. I agreed by nodding my head as I'm basically not allowed to speak. ‘She will be completely naked and it will take place on the bed of a hotel room’, informed Owner me. ‘And there will be no talking because she’s from the Czech Republic and doesn't speak English or German'.I was allowed to wear a tracksuit, just to get to the hotel. No one knocked, and Heather quickly took me to the far side of bliss in that enflamed room.I was slightly apprehensive about presenting Heather to my friends. There would inevitably be teasing and annoying questions for the rest of the week. And yet, I was eager to have them meet. It seemed that all the guys were involved with girls now, so I didn’t want to be left out. There was also the small idea in the back of my mind that they still might not believe Heather was real unless they met her.. Her white t-shirt was plastered to her and she could tell John was enjoying the view of her hard nipples through the wet fabric. "I'll get you for this" she laughed as John reached across and groped her tits. The rain seemed to get heavier. "There's an old house up there" he said. "We should shelter 'til this passes". As they approached the run down house Olivia got a sense of uneasiness about it. They got to the door and saw it was slightly ajar. The house was dark dark and smelled of stale. “And I’m between… boyfriends.” “I know the Grand Plantation.” Miguel said, nodding. “It is a very romantic place.” “What about you?” I asked. “Are you alone in this romantic paradise?” “I am here on business.” Miguel answered. “Can I ask you what you do?” I said as I sipped my margarita. “I am an… antiquities dealer.” He replied, somewhat evasive. “Oh, like Indiana Jones?” I said with a grin “Not quite that exciting!” He chuckled. “Although…” Miguel said, leaning close after glancing around the.