Every waking thought of him made her smile, but the dreams of him…well, she did far more than smile. She became a wanton woman she barely recognized...as herself. He created that response in her. He made her feel beautiful…brave…sexy. This dream was no exception. *** He approached her through the gate, quietly closing it behind him, and walking purposefully toward her laying on the hammock. She was sleeping, fairly deeply it appeared. He thought again how pretty she really was, though she’d. I took a deep breath and turned around and faced them all fully naked. I could feel their eyes on me but I didn't focus on them or try to work out where they were staring. The only thing Lee said was, "Okay, could you stand loosely, don't fold you arms, perhaps just hands on hips for now." Then Lee talked about light and shade and skin. As he was talking I did catch one young lad slowly looking me up and down and lingering around my groin. Then he saw I was looking at him and then his eyes shot. An idea popped into both of their heads, "Are you thinking what i'm thinking Dave?" said Cris. "Fuck yes, lets teach this bitch a lesson she will never forget!" Said Dave as they barged into the bathroom and grabbed the woman by her hair. She let out a scream but Dave covered her mouth with his hand so all that could be heard was a feint muffled sound.They lifted her out of the bath, still struggling and kicking out, and took her in to the bedroom that she shared with her husband and thrw her. They left me alive, the bound me with an esoteric device, and the pissed me off. Bad things to do.Sweeping my hair behind my ears I held the bindings in front of me. As they were inside my aura I could scan them and not set them off. Simple feedback detectors. They really didn't understand how things worked. I kept the wrist-lets and severed the link between them. Changing the feedback from a broad squeal to a controlled amplification, I got my self some very high end amplification.