"Where's my camera?" he enquired. I smiled and said, "Don't worry, Nadine will bring it back for you. She just needs to upload your pictures to her co...puter before she returns it on Friday." "What do you mean? Nadine? Friday? What are you on about?" he shrieked The rest of the day, I walked around the apartment in just a t shirt and various different coloured panties. On Wednesday after work, I put on a very short denim skirt and a pair of purple panties underneath and ordered Jeff to put on. The performance was clearly not yet over. Lise pulled back from the chained girl and a sort of hush descended. The cane was handed to Lise who stroked it over the back of the girl chained to the chair. The caped woman said, ‘Three.’ Lise lifted the cane and then, in a quick tattoo laid three strokes of the cane across the girl’s back. She did not scream but I wanted to for her. The marks were clear to see, crossing her beautiful flesh. Greta let out a small gasp of excitement. Both women kissed. Oil, surely. Well, maybe Scatterbrook Farm wasn’t quite so ancient. Still, no WiFi…..John lay down in the darkness, nestling into the warmth of the thick blankets. His hand slipped under the band of his pyjamas, to its usual place, fingers over his cock, already semi-stiff.His phone. Where was his phone? It could not be in the farmhouse, or they’d have heard it ringing when he called from Susan’s phone.Susan’s phone….. She did not know he’d had her swipe code for several years now. And he’d. Richard brings up the far right and Beth stands steady between Richard and Jax, pistol gripped with both hands directly forward. She is rock steady. Our convex shadowy wedge, with Jax at the tip, moves forward steadily, slowly, quietly toward the moving and spreading figures, and past periodic still figures at our feet. Lapping waves smack dark hull. Breeze finds corners of wood around which to whistle. Otherwise no sound. Only delicious, terrifying, confident anticipation of…something..