" Suddenly a lot of people were stripping their clothes off and jumping into the pool. Carol and I stripped and jumped in. There was a lot of groping ...nd humping going on in the pool. Several men had noticeable erections. I pulled Carol to me with her back resting on my chest and my hands cupping her tits. She floated up with her legs spread. We enjoyed the warm night, the pool and the full moon. A man came over to us and started caressing Carol's legs. He introduced himself, John. I moved us. He moved like an ape, gracefully and with strength. He had a knife that looked suspiciously like a Bowie Knife from America, almost a hatchet it was so large. And he was vicious.The Boa Constrictor never had a chance. From the time he first moved to the time half the snake fell to the ground, Tarzan had spent less than two minutes. And he wasn't even breathing hard. She watched as he came back to the nest with half of the snake. What in the world was he doing? He began to do what she could only. She did trust him but, there just seemed to be an undertone of helplessness within her. Helpless to ward of being subdued, especially as an alpha female that exuded sexual confidence. Sex was always mutually enjoyed but, to be bound to his whims only, would be very different. Straining against her bonds she knew she was secured. Tight enough that she could flex her arms and legs a bit without being uncomfortable. She watched his face as he fastened each ankle and made sure the silken ties. He squeezed them in his fingers and placed one over each nipple and released the spring. She took a sharp breath and cried out as the clamps squeezed her sensitive nipples hard. He laughed at her as the skin was pinched and he flicked the clamps, further increasing the pain and making her cry out again. But he knew it was enjoyable, knew the sensation would soon turn to pleasure. She writhed on the bed as the clamps bit further into her, nothing could she do, nothing but endure the cruel.