What are you doing? Just let me go. I did what you wanted.
Im not done with you, he said, as he locked both my hands behind my back weaving the chain of the cuffs around the metal slats of the chair. I quickly realized that any escape was now impossible. He put all my clothes in the garbage can, turned out the lights and left the room.
As I sat there in the darkness fear consumed me. It became obvious that the blow job was not all that he wanted.
If only I had gotten through the security mess undetected, Id be somewhere over the Caribbean with my Mistress ready to have a couple of weeks of fun and relaxation.
I wasnt long before he returned. Your plane doesnt go out til tomorrow morning, so youve got lots of time to get to know me better. Just think all the fun were going t
