Doug started the generator, while they explored, inside they found four smallish side bedrooms under the side eves, led from the central dining room t...o on the east side two on the west, a kitchen and a good sized bathroom on the front face and a tall full height glass frontage what appeared to be the rear, facing the lake , there was a small dock beside the west side to which Doug ,having pointed out his own room, soon left the others to choose bedrooms and unpack, Bart and Anne sharing on the. “I can’t.”He grips my wrists tighter above my head and starts grinding harder. I wrap my legs around him and raise my hips to meet his each of his body’s waves. Uncontrollable moans erupt from my throat and I want him to kiss me. And I know that he knows I want him to kiss me. That’s why he’s not doing it. He’s driving me crazy.“I think we should stop, Quinnie,” he whispers. He stops grinding and looks down at me.“We can’t.”“Owen loves you,” he says. He lets go of my wrists and we stare at each. " It was just about sunset and we were in a small beach town. I walked down to the beach but could not get the image of her out of my head. I turned on my music and put my headphones on. After about 30 minutes I figured I had better get back to the room. To my surprise there was nobody awake. I pulled out the sofa bed and fixed it up. Just after I start drifting off I wake to the bed moving. To my surprise it's her. "What's up?" She shushed me and whispered, "everyone is asleep but us, stay. I think that's what makes it so exciting. Not really inflicting pain - there must be something wrong if you really get off on hurting someone - but watching you react to the whip - and imagining feeling it myself - well, that's a real turn on."She had been busy removing the clamps and letting his arms down. Now she took the rope loose from his cuffs. "Dan, I love playing these games. Both sides or either side. But I think I understand why a lot of people think them perverted. Why, I even.