I followed her in and locked the doors as fast as I could…she tried to kick and fight me but it just wasn’t happening…. She was a small girl and...not many stand a chance at doing anything except exhaust their selves. Within a few minutes she was worn out and easy to tie up. My threats were exactly what I told she would expect…she was a slut and had this coming, she was a whore dressing the way she did, I was going to fuck here little white cunt…I tied her down using the seat belt straps, very. ..I was sure that I would kick her ass, but I didn’t know yet what tactics to choose. I went to the sartier, but Lena had already left there and we ran into a long corridor without any furniture. Ideal, I thought. We stood opposite each other, two meters away. ..Lena fingered the rings on her hands and smiled. I was beside myself. I wanted to throw myself in and smash her head against the wall.“Will you beat me?” She asked...I leaned forward and grabbed her by the bars, she gave in, but then. Whatever kind of super-tough futuristic material they were made from, ifone of them ever did break this room would have to be sealed off in ahurry..."Wow! Great view," I said."This is everybody's favorite place in the Eureka. Which is funny, becausethe view-walls in the cabins actually give a much better view of what'shappening on the other side of the hull. They're bigger than these, and youcan zoom in on something, or go to infrared viewing at night. But there'ssomething about a real glass. Perhaps you own something Iwould like to wear."The mere thought of Pamela slipping into my fetish gear filled my bodywith an intense desire. I turned around and pulled her close, inhalingher rubber scent. She gasped as my tongue slid into her mouth and wespent long minutes exploring each other?s bodies, locked in passionateembrace.Much to my regret, Pamela broke it off. Aroused as I was, I was nottotally distraught as I gently grabbed her right hand, pulling herbehind me to the secret place I.