I wanted to scream, but I took a deep breath and calmed my burst of childish fear with a slow burning anger. I was alone…tied up, on my knees, blin...folded and beaten, in a cupboard in an empty building…. It was infuriating, and humbling, and then, and then it was beautiful and I sank into myself bending to lay my cheek against my clasped hands, finally understanding how fully His I am. The silence was so pure and my submission, in that moment, so complete that I think I slept…sort of… the. Kriti was enjoying my whole play with her closed eyes. I thought this was a chance and tried to enter her jeans. So while rolling my tongue on her tits, I slowly placed my hand on her flat tummy and moved downward, inch by inch. Suddenly, she came back to her senses and stopped me.I got disappointed and raised my eyebrows to ask what was wrong. She gently smiled and nodded her head showing “nothing”. We talked through our expressions without speaking a word. I still wonder why she didn’t let me. Now, having not long turned 32, she wasworking in a job she loves as a GP, living in a house she had bought in alovely neighbourhood and Luke had grown into a very confident and well-mannered young teenager. Life was good.She was so proud of her son, but even so, she couldn't help but dream ofhaving a daughter as well. A little princess of her own, she could spoilrotten, styling her hair, painting her nails, having girly nights snuggledup on the couch watching some soppy rom com. She would. He told me if I did what he told me to, he would release my father and the boat would be mine," she replied."An old man? What did he look like? Why did he say he had your dad?" Jeff asked her."He was kind of funny-looking. He just said he would let Daddy go when I got you to Greece," she told him. Jeff felt like the world had dropped onto his shoulders."Is that the only reason you are taking us to Greece?" he asked."Well, that's how it started, but since I've gotten to know you better, I fell.