The person or thing was bent over with the weight of a heavy satchel on his back. When he got halfway up the hill, he paused and looked around and the... disappeared inside the almost invisible cave hidden by a fold in the rocks. They waited silently and then saw the figure steal away back down the slope and up onto the track that led directly to the nearby city reputed to be a den of thieves and sodomites fallen into a criminal way of life.Curiosity got the better of the both of them and they. He then pushed his horse to a gallop, guiding them far into the woods.Once they had reached his favorite spot, he tied her to a tree; arms straight above her. It was a warm night, so he didn't feel bad about stripping her down first. She cried out when he tore off her blouse, popping every button. She whimpered pathetically when he began tracing the knife over her skin. The jeans he removed without damaging them - they were necessary for the ride back. He gently played the blade over her skin,. The note was a mix of excitement and terror. The pictures that were enclosed damning evidence of just the sort of antic Samantha gets into. The first photo was of Daddy’s cock in her mouth, her eyes watery and looking right into the camera. The second one showed her cum splattered face and a big grin. The third photo was split in half, one half showing the pleasure on her face, the other daddy’s cock in her ass. The fourth photo had her riding the toy, her freshly splattered sissy juice. “Don’t think you’re getting off easy by the way, after this I’m definitely tying you to the bed. Make you beg for me, scream my name out.”She just smiled in response as the blindfold went over his eyes, then another binding his wrists together behind his back.“And how are you going to make me scream?” she asked back, smiling at Harry’s silk-covered look. Attentively brushing her fingers against his naked upper-body and enjoying the way he reacted, jolting and leaning into her touch as her hand.