The screams have been replaced by sobs. I place the tray on a table just inside the door, which is shut behind me. Surveying the room I see a selectio... of hooks chains rings and other devices set into or hanging from the far wall. A rack is set up over near the right hand wall and a large selection of whips, crops and other torture tools hang from the left wall. In the middle of the room is the source of the sobbing. Now dressed in super high heeled white pumps, white stockings hooked by. He stopped reaching and let his arm fall to his side.We waited for the elevator car."Anya, are you hungry or thirsty?" I asked the blond in the orange jumpsuit."Yes sir." she replied.I frowned to myself. "Do you need to use the bathroom?" Yes sir."She had turned and was watching behind us, keeping an eye on the paramedics and the two CIA men next to them.Jeezus... how badly had I screwed this woman up?"Anya, listen to me very carefully. Your job is to protect me. To do that properly you have to. She must have had a shower too cause she was smelling beautiful. She asked me to sit down and went to the kitchen and got me some of the pastry from earlier, she then excused herself and went into her room, when she emerged my jaws almost dropped, she was wearing a red lingerie which hardly covered her lovely arse and the neck line was so low I could almost see all of her tits. She gave me a huge smile and asked me if I liked it, I managed to nod and said I would end up drooling all over her. He was sickening close, and she resisted the urge to shove him away. Despite the pounding pain and warning sirens going off in her head, she kept her voice low. Youre sick. Zeke twisted his fingers through her hair. If done by anyone else, it may have been caressing, but from him was wrong in every way. If I remember correctly, that didnt stop you from screaming my name did it? With the words get off of me following shortly after. She shook her head to wane off the incoming thoughts. Doesnt.