The winds howled through the windows and across her naked wet body, and with his soft lips on her, she shivered. Her nipples hardened as his lips graz...d them. She arched her back, wanting him to touch them again, and he knew what she wanted, and obliged her. He took her red ruby nipples into his mouth, and her breath caught in her throat. She gripped the pillows and writhed under him. He was a very aggressive lover, which she loved. She needed a strong man to take care of her. She opened her. In a moment, we were in my Rover, headed for the front gate.Once on Northshore, I drove toward the interstate, and from there, to West Hills Centre. It was near enough to a major mall that traffic was thick with holiday shoppers."Oh!" I blurted, suddenly remembering. "I was going to call you this morning, but..." You only have my office number," Kate said, finishing my thought."Yeah. You ready to swap digits?" Where are you going to put your digits?" she asked mischievously."Hmmm," I mused,. She stands taking Sam but the hand and leads her out of the room. They walk down the long passage way toward the back of the house. Claudia opens the door to the cellar. Claudia has had this room, changed it is been set up. Like a small dungeon. On the left far wall there is small rings. Where she ties, Samantha. The long chains hand quietly down the wall .Sam has spent many hours on this wall her back up against the cold brick her arm would ache but Claudia would lever her there until she was. For the next quarter hour, Ludewig did his best to disarm Joerg or to break through his guard and was rewarded for his efforts with two stinging blows to his upper arm and his ribcage. Panting, the older man finally stepped back."Who taught you fighting, youngster?" My father, Wulf Isebrand, did, and my rottenführer, Gernot of Brederode," Joerg answered, slightly winded.The Master of Arms showed his surprise."You know Gernot? How is that old rascal?"With a sombre face, Joerg told Ludewig of.