He sat down on the concrete floor as he tried to make sense of the conflicting emotions. The longer he sat, the calmer he became and the more he start...d to enjoy the feeling of being trapped, of being totally under someone else’s control. Belinda was now looming large in his mind, her face, her body, her scent, her words now all consuming.Belinda was standing inches away on the other side of the door with a smile on her face. The guide had once locked her inside the punishment cell and she had. "He kissed her damp lips. "You have a marvelous pussy, Isobel. I've only screwed two others, but yours is the juiciest I ever felt, and even though I can't touch bottom in it, I really dig putting the meat to your terrific cunt. But Auntie Beth is still here, and my lovely sister; they need their fucking, too."Her eyes sought his. "And you can go right ahead and screw both of them after doing such a fabulous job on me?" Well," he answered, "maybe not right away, and they can make themselves. "So what you thinking about Randy Ralph?" Wilson asked."If I am right about his connection to Brian, I figure we catch his ass on film. If we can do that we can threaten to turn it over the local cops. It give us some leverage, if there is anything they can give us," I said. "But that won't give us the rapist" How about if they convince us they aren't the rapist, we turn them in just because we can?" Wilson asked."You know Wilson, I like the way you think," I said. "We should go mark his car. Harry spun round quickly and saw Ginny standing by the door to the toilets, with an innocent look on her face. She looked incredible. Her long red hair hung loosely around her head and she wore a beautiful dress, which hugged every curve in her delicious body.‘Ginny, what are you doing here?’ asked Harry in what he thought was an innocent voice. ‘You know why I’m here Harry,’ Ginny whispered, gazing down towards Harry’s groin.‘Ginny, we’ve discussed this,’ Harry began as Ginny began to walk.