The plants around you are a vibrant red. You jolt as you take in the environment, your hand dips into the pool and you begin to feel a sharp stinging ...ain. You jolt again and crawl your way away from the pool.You try and think about how you got here, but the only thing you seem to remember is your name. You strain yourself trying to think of your past, but end up with nothing. The only memory you seem to have is a deep and gravely voice followed by a mechanical beeping. You hear words, yet you. As he eased-out there was that nice wonderful feeling like he was sucking my guts out then, the ‘full’ feeling as he eased back in – accompanied by my soprano moan of pure pleasure. There was no reason to talk about anything – we just enjoyed it – the feeling of that much cock was sending me out of the solar system! A few good solid strokes later it felt like my entire body was on fire as I took him again and again; this is what it’s all about…the pure pleasure of sex.As he drove me further and. I knew it was probably the backentrance to a bar, but it looked deserted, and right now that was mybest bet. I ran inside and swung the door shut!I stood in the dim light for a few seconds, listening to the sounds ofpursuit outside, realizing with relief that they hadn't seen me come inhere, then looked around to see where I was.A hallway. To my left, sounds of people and music, to my right, whatlooked like a small room of some kind. Behind me the exit.Not much choice. I went into the small. For a moment all that registered were her fathomless blue eyes gazing down upon me with a look of infinite fondness. "You've been asleep for hours," she said softly. She was wearing a thin silk robe that did little to conceal her wonderful contours. I was still naked. "The Collector asked if you could visit him before you leave," she continued. "There's something he would like to ask you." That last sentence set off a mental alarm, and I looked to the foot of the bed where I had left the.