The control that she needed to assert found them leaving Crystal, normally in a few short weeks. She needed the sex, she needed the physical release, ...n fact she was ravenous, but she was an island that was surrounded by reefs that resisted attachment. Her last relationship had ended when her boyfriend had told her that she was too demanding, too unreasonable and more like a mother and dominatrix than a partner.So, there was the constant thought of that day when she would assume responsibility. Those four people had been Jessie Harper, Kate Terrence, Bjorn Erikson and Jamahl Sable. Jamahl had been on a ‘detective mission’ to try and work out how the place had been all trashed up so badly after the wedding reception. That trashing had been blamed on the wedding guests and the rising tide of Lifestyle Nudism sweeping into the church - a tide that was now being steadfastly resisted by a very strong and vocal anti-nudity group. However, right now, the elders of this church were only. “No talking, sluts, or you’ll feel my lash on your pretty paps!” Danika shrank against the far wall of her cage, a terrified look on her face. Tori could now see dark-red welts on her small, coffee-coloured breasts. Tori took her implicit advice and also adopted a submissive position. There was no good in getting injured in such a dirty environment, where her wounds would be likely to become infected. She heard the tramp of heavy boots approaching this line of cages and snuck a look through the. In the first words we had spoken since our first kiss she whispered, ‘I guess we have to go in ….’ With a hand gently cupping her cheek I returned the sweet kiss and sighed, ‘Mm hmm … I’d rather not ….’ ‘Uhhn, Aaalex … me toooo.’ Our lips lingered together for a few more moments of wishful rapture. The softness and gentleness of these parting kisses and caresses seemed very special – they seemed to carry messages of newfound affection and intimate hopes. Out of the corner of my eye I sensed Jan.