"Angie looked at me, "I feel dirty and I've badly let you down." How," I asked genuinely, "I don't think you have?" I've let you down because I did no...hing to stop him." Nor did I come to that." Yes I know but you did at least challenge him. I did nothing but lay there and let him have me," she added rather timidly."That's true I suppose," I conceded, "We both could've stopped it at any time but we didn't did we." I hesitated; the one question that had been plaguing me all day suddenly came to. I place my hands on her neck and begin choking her, squeezing her windpipe closed.The little blond begins trying to scream under her gag, but the lack of air forbids it.It’s a rasping, gasping sound and music to my ears.Her eyes are wide and fearful, as she realizes that what happened to her friend is only moments away from happening to her.Her body is thrashing under me but my thin muscular frame is too strong.As I pound her exposed pussy I continue to strangle my little blond prize, my wiry. “Status report?”“Twelve minutes to the Navy base. Going to DefCon One as previously ordered. No other ships on scanners. Modifications to Shark are finished and we are ready to launch.”“Are all crew members aboard?”“Charlie, Bev, Agatha, Aurora, and Dawn are aboard Rampage to assist with organizing and training the bot troops. Aella’s projected image is aboard Rampage, “ Crystal reported.“Thank you, Crystal. What changes were made to Shark?”A hologram of Shark appeared in front of Crystal. “We. Mistress Chelsea picks the end of the rope up in her hand and I hear it swishing through the air a split second before the soft cords stings across my ass. Mistress Chelsea laughs as I cry out. She continues laughing at my pain as she wraps the rope around each thigh and ties it to the bench, pulling my thighs tighter to the frame. The final position is uncomfrtable, my knees under the bench causing me to be hunched over, but unable to move. I wait for Mistress to give me the sweet release.