He had entered her like an entity, coursing through her body like a burgeoning orgasm. “Oh God,” she gasped from the intensifying pleasure, fighti...g something she could not resolve or control. “I shouldn’t... not here... please... ““Are you sure?” he mockingly asked. “I could make it happen right now. With witnesses and admiring fanfare. You’d become legendary. It would be spectacular for you.”“No... please no... “ she breathlessly pleaded again, her fear-filled eyes darting back and forth. As we were walking we kept talking a nice man called Sam and my partner, Gina and I kept lingering in the rear and sometimes the leader was having to shout back for us to keep up. It didn't bother us as we were having such a laugh. Sam was very friendly and soon Gina was almost flirting with him but again I didn't mind as it was all such a good laugh. Soon though the conversation turned and we were joking about going off into the woods ourselves. It made perfect sense as were fully grown adults. There was some sort of leather collar around her throat and the attached chain leash was fastened around her wooden-slat headboard. There were ropes also tightly wrapped above and below her chest, framing her small breasts.Celia was stuck and she fucking needed to go pee.The blinds to her apartment were partially open and Celia could see the first rusty tinges of the dawn starting to appear over the bay. She was trying to remember last night but all that floated back were parts and pieces of. "What's for lunch?" he said."Scones. I had bread rising, ready to bake, when you and Flint showed up."He pumped his fist in the air. "Yea!" He loved fried bread dough smothered in butter and mesquite honey. With milk.That she'd brought out the little boy in him pleased her. With a chuckle, she said, "I met with an architect this morning. He left some quick sketches, floor plans and elevations, of the suites we need to build for our help. I'll get them. You can review them while we wait for Joe.