His attempt at resistance was like a makeshift earthen dam against a flood, and now it was leaking in earnest. Lust roared around his consciousness li...e a raging river. He blasted out another thought, envisioning himself shouting it at the top of his lungs:Matter and energy are equivalent, as given by the relationship energy equals mass times the speed of light squared.Instead of a shout, it sounded no more than a tinny, off-tune radio station in his head. His zipper opened, and Melinda's slim. “Well, I was thinking of just trimming it for you,” she suggested. “You can’t imagine how itchy it gets down there and burns and gets all red when I shave it bald.”“Is that normal?”“Yes, but it’s far worse the first time around.”“Well then, don’t do it anymore,” he said like it was an ultimatum.“OK, I’ll just trim the hair so that nothing escapes and peeks out the sides of my small bikini.”“Oh, like when you were wearing that G-string the other day?”“I didn’t think you noticed. I’ve been. “not yet my little slave…not yet” He stops after 2 more flicks against your red clit, knowing He will send You over the edge with any more strokes of the crop. With his hand then you feel first His tongue tasting the heat on your bulging clit, then the vibrator against it as he tongues your ass. The pleasure is building in you as His tongue, dildo and vibrator work their magic. The orgasm which began to subside briefly builds in you. The vibrator against your clit is making you loose all. I didn’t understand. I heard footsteps, and my skin went cold, I shivered. What else were they going to do to me, to us. The steps gradually got closer, I tried to look, to see. Then I saw her. It was her, the woman who came to the house, she had been with him. The owner. The friend of Louise, the man that owned the house, the beautiful house beside the sea…………………“Has everyone sent a text to their parents, to say we are all safe, and having a great time?” Louise called. We all had, of course we.