It took him a few moments to get put back together. Gloria met him in the bedroom. "This place looks good." I like it so far."She nodded. Her eyes wen... to the rental agent. They must have shared the same thought. The blonde woman unzipped her dress and stepped out of it, her bare breasts looking impossibly large in the light. Gloria had pulled her sweater off, her dark nipples already stiff with desire. The rental agent helped her with her skirt, and the two fell onto the bed kissing and. ? The order is sneeringly dismissive.? Mnnggg?mitsi knows what they are doing, she can see it as itwas done to her. The nurses bending over the bed, their strong hands on herhead, the gag placed over her mouth, the slim fingers in the black rubber gloves pumping the sac within her mouth up, until her cheeks bulge,her throat fills.She hears the trolley now, the squeak of the tiresas it approaches.She imagines the white rubber sheets being lifted,the sedated body beneath, the hands lifting the. Her green cloak trailed behind her, the heavy fabric mostly concealing the attaché case she carried. Beneath her iron self-assurance was a cool wariness; her agents had discovered little about the organization whose representative she was about to meet.She emerged into darkness where a single spotlight lit a metal chair. The invitation was clear and she walked into the circle of light without disguising the sneer this theatricality deserved."Hail Madame Hydra"The female voice was refined, full. “Owwwwwww!” Jennifer cried, “Yes, Master!”“Perhaps a nice set of nipple clamps – or maybe something a bit stronger – like the whip?” Scott asked.“Yes, Master!” Jennifer readily agreed.Jennifer then switched back to the present, the flashback over!Had there actually been a time when she had actually asked to be whipped? Jennifer watched as the large snowflakes fell, creating a mushy slush on the sidewalk and road.How had it all gone so wrong? Jennifer asked herself. She had been in a perfect.