I went for the zip on his pants. He caught my hand. "Please." His hand was shaking. His jaw was clenched. I stroked the outside of his pants. He gru...ted. "Stop it, Hannah." "You gave me what I needed. As you can see, I'm in a much better mood." He stood up and went for the door. I tried to run after him but I tripped, pants around my ankles and all. "Are you alright?" he asked. "No," I whined. I scrambled onto all fours and crawled. "Oh, Jesus, Hannah." Oh, I didn't actually mean to do. She wanted to go. She wanted to curl up and disappear into herself. She was so humiliated.Expecting to be released, she was about to use her safe word. She should have done that as soon as the strapping started but her inexperience had left her confused and she had not remembered to code out when it got too much. Just as she open her mouth she felt cool lube on her skin. The relief from the stinging was amazing.As she relaxed once more, she enjoyed the cool massage and she drifted into thinking. Her eyes opened quickly and she swung her boot-clad legs quickly over the edge of the bench, spun herself back to normal and straightened herself out and pinned her hair back out of her face. ‘You can never sit like a normal person can you?’ he asked. ‘What’s the fun in that?’ she retorted, ‘ I’m all crazy tonight and I decided I’m blaming it on you.’ she added coyly. ‘Why me? What did I do? You’re the one all dressed up, wearing a skirt and everything.’ ‘Just cause.’ Anna said leaning back. She escorted Gudrun downstairs, via the elevator at the end of the hall. Gudrun eyed everything Rebecca pointed out in wonder. She grew especially excited when introduced to the refrigerator.“It’s cold, like Arcadia in the winter months!” She examined the selection of cold-cuts and cheese, fresh vegetables and fruit in the clear plastic drawers. She became near-apoplectic as Rebecca depressed the recessed lever in the freezer door and dispensed half a dozen ice cubes into her palm.“Ice! How can.