Up to this point though you had tried nothing and I was starting to get a little frustrated. So eventually I worked the conversation around to massage...and kept hinting about how sore my back muscles were. Eventually you finally got the message and suggested giving me a massage. It was so cute when you warned me that you were new to all this and not to blame you if you hurt me in any way. I smiled sweetly to myself but said nothing.Your hands were so gentle and felt so damn good on me that I. Charlie.“Whatever he wants, he gets, understand!” Charlie said.I understood. I’d been working for Charlie for over two months. I knew the score. True he had in effect blackmailed me into it, but it hadn’t been unpleasant. He had looked after me. I had money, plenty of it, he showered me with gifts, clothes, jewellery. “Yes Charlie, anything.” I replied. “Good. He’s a funny bastard, but he has contacts. Be good to him, and he’ll repay ten fold. So whatever he wants, he gets.”“Darlings,” Ambrose. "We shall resume later. Maybe you'll come to your senses and tell me the truth." Stevens told his naked captive then he left the room.Clarissa did not stop crying even after her rapist stopped ravishing her vulnerable and defenseless body. She kept on crying until she fell asleep.Monday. 2:00 AMClarissa woke up to the feeling of fingers rubbing her mound.“Wake up, sleepyhead.”As her vision cleared she saw Stevens’ face very close to hers.“Shall we continue? Who sent you, my dear?” He asked her. Get some sleep!” answered Will.Teresa ran ahead of Jack, opening doors as he carried the protesting artist to the parking lot. Jack ignored the protests, especially since by the time he climbed behind the driver’s wheel, she had fallen asleep again. He drove home and got Lisa inside. Lisa slept right through Jack undressing her and tucking her in.Jack had a quiet bachelor night. Teresa called and checked on Lisa, but that was between her classes. Otherwise, he simply watched some television and.