The forest we rode through was dense and thick with underbrush and old trees. The smells were ancient and lovely. The smells of a well occupied forest... and of an old forest. I glanced above me at the thick trees and saw that it was so dense, no light was coming though the trees. It should have scared me. Instead it made me grin. ‘Here we are, Lady,’ one of the guards at the front called out to me. I looked at him and waited expectantly. ‘Loch Ness.’ I pulled my horse to a stop and looked at him. None of them, as far as I could follow the thick accents, were named Yuzmin. It was a quiet day of sipping spiced tea and good food and sharing polite conversation, observing Malaysian customs while the women were nothing but polite and courteous. Yet there was a sense of strong sexual repression about to burst. I could feel it, smell it in the atmosphere. Now and then a girl would shift, expose an ankle or a leg – amazing how in a repressed environment this can fuel such interest and lust.. After our chat, we go again, wanting to make the other come harder than last time, and we do. By the time we’re done, it’s nearly nine forty at night for me, which makes it two forty for her. She has to go, because she has work in the morning. She tells me it’s worth it to fuck me. I couldn't agree more. After Paula signs off, I check my personal e-mail and see a few from my mum. I don’t see my parents as much as I’d like. I live about four hours away from them, and they are both busy people.. She loved, I had her hooked.About a week later I said I showed her some soft rope and said that it was my fantasy to tie her up when we made love and asked her if she would let me. What could she say, I was going along with her Hemsworth fantasy, it would be churlish not to go along with my bondage fantasy.It turned out that Meg got off on being bound, and unable to stop her fantasy lover from using her. She was so into it that at one point I was afraid the neighbors might come over to.