I dived, soared ahead under water, and came up in front of Martha. I grabbed her and she yelped, laughing, and I held her in the water with a tight hu..., kissing her neck, and picking her up. She squealed, "Steven!" and I hoisted her higher against me, her navel near my face, and she pushed downward on my shoulders, trying to get away. I buried my mouth in her navel, and she yelled, "No! No! Steven, that tickles! No!"I grinned up at her and let her go. Then I turned to Ronnie.She was a few yards. He put on his best effort at a smile and gave a thumbs up to Bjorn.He wished there was some other way to go about it, but he had committed himself. Everything was going to change, soon enough. For the better. He shouldn't worry too much though; he would do his part and then they would either fail or succeed.There could be no middle ground, no chance at negotiating or talking things over once it went down. Not even if they wanted to. No failsafe, no human factor. Except himself, of course. And. 9AM.Then, the boxes. Three of them, with a note taped to each. The first twowere a flexible razor and a can of Nair. The note read "everything belowthe neck."The third was a cardboard box with a small plastic black chastity deviceinside. "I know it will fit." It started. "Built in lock. Never ask forthe key, and don't expect to be given it often. Never let me hear yourefer to having a cock. You don't have one."I flushed red. He really did mean it. This was ludicrous. Extreme.Degrading.. I stayed with my face buried inside her bum for a few seconds and as I retracted my face from her ass, I gave out a loud fhhhwwwoaaaahhh!!!!...it smelled so good that I buried my face in her ass again and sniffed!!. She gave out a sexual hmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!...I started stroking my penis and while sniffing her asshole and blew a good load with a grunt and inhaling the scent of her asshole. She stayed bent all the way and was enjoying the moment. I knelt on the floor and lifted her sari and parted.