We sat in silence as we waited for the nextflight. When I tired of sitting down, I stood up and walked right intoDerek.I tried to walk away from him, ...but Derek corned me in the room. Ilooked up into his eyes as his hand touched my hip. Derek smiled andsaid, "You look great today." Thanks", I said with some difficulty."I know how to keep a secret. Do you?" Derek asked.I looked at him. He read the confusion on my face, but he did notbother to explain himself. Derek ran his hands down my arms. I. Chained up against the wall. You name it and it is going on down here.I am afraid, but curiosity takes over. Sir holds me tightly from behind, pulling me against his broad chest. Then, he nudges me forward. "Let's explore, my pet," he whispers, pulling on my leash.The music is sexy. These people are sexy. I get turned on looking at all this sex. He leads me over to some hand restraints hanging from the ceiling. There is a young woman being spanked with a flogger right beside us. She is bent. She struggled her mittened hands opening and clenching in their leather prisons. Every now and again she would gasp or let out a yelp whilst Lord Cosby looked on.The penetrator was pounding in and out of her now, slow, rhythmic, forceful, the mutton grease melting with her body heat and mixed with her own fluids trickled down across her mons, mingling with her pubis it cooled and congealed. Alarmingly she found the repeated electrical stimulation was increasing her own rate of secretion along. The only way for that to happen was for him to know all of her lies and secrets.Turning the pages of her file, he was pleasantly surprised with how short it was. She didn’t have much of a record with the United People’s Party, his men only found a few pages of information on her throughout their entire database.His brow furrowed looking down at the next page, she was recorded as an independent contractor but they redacted her specialty information. That was such a benign thing to conceal, it.