“In due time my dear, in due time” replies Jake as he gets back down on the floor. He grabs a pillow and lays it on the floor. “Here lay down on...your stomach” As Nancy moves to lay on her stomach, Jake grabs her robe and slips it off her. Jake reaches into the pocket of his robe and pulls out a bottle of Pina Colada scented massage oil. He flips the top open and pours some in the middle of Nancy’s back. Jake slips off his robe, and then straddles Nancy as he begins to work the oil into Nancy’s. Ijust wanted to feel him stroking, caressing me, but I didn't expect whathis hand did next though, wrapping around my waist and enveloping my harddrumming cock. It felt good, I knew it felt good to have his hands on myhips and buttocks, it hadn't occurred to me how much better it would feelto have his hand on my cock. He rubbed it firmly, just a bit too firmly, acompletely out of sync with his pumping, but that didn't matter. I was hisrag doll to play with. His pumping became harder and harder,. And here we were, in a residence containing upwards of ten thousand dollars in electronic hardware—not to mention furniture, silverware, clothing, books, movies, etc.There was another beep, lower in pitch than the first, indicating that the door had been closed; and then a third, in the highest pitch yet, and the tone cut off. Its silence was even more chilling. I spoke the obvious out of numb lips: "They disarmed the alarm system." Whoever these people were, they knew the security. I put these things on then assumed the position he had told me to earlier. He then stopped the video and moved it to another room. He came back for me, taking me into the lounge. He had set the video up here. On the table was a collection of things that he intended to use on me. Ropes, handcuffs, nipple clamps, whips, cane, cockring, needles. And a piece of paper that turned out to be my slave contract. He made me sign the contract that gave him all rights over me, I signed. He told me I was.