Little was poor Rick aware that the more he would think things were falling back to their habitual order, the easier prey he would become to her elabo...rate vengeance and the deeper he would fall into the deep pit of humiliation.All too eagerly he let Kate lead him to their bedroom, blindfold him, bond his wrists and his ankles to the bed-posts so he would lie on his back in the infamous starfish position, exposed to whoever might make use of his sexual services while he was unable to defend. A shift of hands, and now my left hand was cuffed as well. I tried to get up, but was pushed back down, hard. Then an instantly familiar voice whispered into my ear, “Don’t worry, honey, this won’t hurt a bit.” Sandy jerked me to my feet, opened the back door to her car, and pushed me in. As we drove out of the lot under the stares of patrons we both knew, I told her that I had just one request. “What?” she asked. “If I’m going to be on my back again, I really need for the cuffs to be in. I turned to glance at Courtney, Dawn and Joseph who were merely feet away. They all had approving smiles on their faces so I turned to the mystery man and smiled. ‘I saw you dancing earlier and couldn’t help myself. You move so gracefully, it’s like watching an intimate moment when you dance. I’m Eli by the way.’ His voice in my ear sent chills down my spine and goose bumps down my body. He had to be around six foot four, with dark hair and eyes. His lean body made my core ache for attention. In fact, they left me alone the rest of the night. This is not to say I couldn't hear them, but it was strange, because they honestly didn't sound any different than they had on other nights. I mean I could hear voices, but not what was being said, and those voices kept speaking until I finally fell into an exhausted sleep. They obviously hadn't been traumatized into silence, but that didn't mean they would still tolerate my existence.It had been weird. It was still weird, because I couldn't.