She lay twisting against her bonds for a few minutes, unable to satisfy herself, until Robert appeared. "Good morning. I see you appear to want someth...ing."Catlin stopped her twisting. "Yes, my lord, I would greatly appreciate being soundly fucked."Robert threw back his head and laughed loudly. "You are incredible, Catlin. Last night you spent a total of seven hours being, as you say, soundly fucked. And you still want more this morning." Seven hours! Was it really that long? It's all a little. I'm harmless enough." He kept smiling, looking between the road and me. He pulled off the highway and into a large motel parking lot. "This is home for now anyway." "You live here?" "For now I do. I do engineering work so I live out of suitcases." I followed him up a flight of stairs to a nice, spacious room. It was well furnished with a small kitchen, a small uncomfortable looking couch, side chairs and a large bed in the middle. As soon as we went in he went into the bathroom and in a few. I left itcompletely limp, which was pretty much how I wasfeeling, and Erica stroked it. The smooth warmth ofher legs excited me – I don’t know what else to callthe sensation. My arm prickled. I had fantasized about being with awoman before, and now Erica who I didn’t know at allseemed available and willing. But it had only beenfantasies, and I couldn’t be sure she wouldn’t beshocked. It seemed like she wanted something likethat, but how could I be sure? I also. "She reaches down and attached the lead to your collar before turning onher heel and heading for the living room. She acts as if she knows theplace intimately and you realize you have probably given her all theinformation she needs whilst under her spell. You crawl after her andsince her dress is rucked up get a good view of her pert ass. The satinof the knickers has slipped into the dark crease revealing lots offlesh. You wonder if that is somewhere else you will be made to worshiptoday. You.