What else could I do?Literally, what else could I do? I had told her that I would not have a bachelor’s party with strippers and booze, I she would...tie me down and make me her sex slave for a whole night. She had thought about and then agreed So here we were three days before the wedding and I was going to be her love slave for the whole night!When I walked into her apartment that evening there was not much left. Everything but her bedroom furniture and some kitchen stuff was already at our. The night progressed much like this. Slipping away to a dark corner for oral foreplay, bathroom time with my new favorite wand, or even just dirty talk in the middle of a crowd of people. As the last patron left the showing, Michael thanked the staff and told them to go home and clean up tomorrow. He locked the door behind them and turned off most of the lights. Someone walking by could still peer in and see the front of the gallery.Then he walked up behind me, unbuttoned my gown, and it. Now that his scheduled 'delivery' had been met, this other warehouse in turn was also currently expendable. Perhaps already Ollie was preparing for his next captive shipment in a similar warehouse a few blocks or a few miles away, and the nasty smart blighter had covered all of his tracks well! Ed confirmed with me that there was no shortage whatsoever of old semi-abandoned warehouse buildings in Southwark with dubious ownerships, and by next month, if not sooner, Ollie would be right back in. He was now nude from below too. He then told me to come above him and put my boob in his mouth with my hand as I was his baby. This was the limit for me.But he picked the phone again warning me of the consequences. I was helpless. I sat on the sofa and placed his head on my nude thighs. I took my boob in my hand and put it in his mouth. He started sucking my small brown nipples instantly which gave me a moan too.I grabbed the back of his head and the sucking made me hold his head tighter.