Hell I don’t think I’ve ever felt a rage like I did that night. John had told me who had raped him and had sworn me to secrecy. He didn’t want a...yone to know what he had endured.”Heather put her arm around Marek’s shoulder and pulled him in to hug him tightly.“So I made this room and took my revenge for John.” Marek whispered into Heather’s shoulder. He shrugged slightly and sniffing he stepped back from Heather for a moment.“Afterwards I didn’t feel as comfortable in this place, I was worried. She liked nipple clamps, new toys that delivered small electric shocks, and riding crops aimed for the most sensitive parts of the body. She tried it all and more.It wasn’t enough. She bought real BDSM gear, ropes and straps and rubber clothing. She even had her brainwashed thralls smuggle special furniture into the house, small beds and chairs that people could be tied to and still allow access to everything important. Andrea began to have her subs roleplay more and more often, and she drew on. It hadn’t changed all that much, though the only pictures on her desk were of her and Pete. She’d moved the pictures of me, Birgit, and Karin to a scrapbook. It was kind of fitting, even if it was sad, because we all needed to move on from our past. I dialed the number, and it was answered on the second ring.“Is everything still set for the 29th?” Jennifer asked after we greeted each other.“Absolutely! I’ll see you at O’Hare Airport around 1:00pm. Do you have time to talk?”“Of course. What’s. She could feel her pussy getting wet. Her right hand slid down from her tits to her crotch. Her index finger found her clit and began to roll it around. She was extremely hot. As her clit hardened beneath her fingers she began to rub harder and faster. The orgasm grew within her. Suddenly the phone, on the night stand next to the bed, rang. Her sexy mood was gone. She answered the phone hoping it was Gary. ‘Hello?’ she queried. ‘Hi Kim it’s Allen,’ the voice on the other end replied. ‘I was.