I undo her legs from the chair and lift her by her arms from the table. A thick string of vaginal spit connects her cunt to the thick toy she'd concea...ed there, like still reaching out, unwilling to let go. With her arms still bound behind her back, I place her on her knees before me, on the carpet, her legs still trembling. The taut rope stretched between her hair and the anal hook keeps her looking up at me. She doesn't say a word. Either the punishment I've come up with is too much, has. I was trying to figure out where to go, and how to get out of the country, when Edda said, "Let me show you my country."We drove to see the diverse landscape of the poor country. Agriculture is the main product in their economy, but the land that they can use is minimal, and weather can disrupt the crops. We did a complete circle, and ended up in Zanzibar, a small island off the coast. There were hotels for tourists, and the water was nice. I thought the people were nice, and wondered about all. He was stunned by who greeted him. She looked like a model from Cosmo. A short hair style that was like waves. Makeup that was subtle but dramatically outlined high cheekbones and sparkling eyes and soft lips. A loose, beach casual crop top with somewhat loose but short shorts that cinched a small stomach and would certainly make the most of that gorgeous butt. Heeled sandals. Martin decided she was a woman, a gorgeous woman at that. "Hello," she said, standing in the doorway. A half smile,. ." It's not her honor I'm worried about. You take her to go see a Vin Diesel movie, and you only spend half of it making out with her? She actually had to watch parts of it! You, sir, are a terrible boyfriend." Candice managed to keep the accusatory glare on her face for about three seconds before they both broke down laughing."You actually had me going there for a second. Seriously though, what's up?" Danny boy, I've had you going since you were twelve." Daniel blushed, but didn't try to deny.