The boy at the front stood and helping Amy down the steps said ‘shall we help you into your house?’ smiling stupidly Amy replied ‘she’d love i...t’ and felt more hands guiding her to the front door, as she leant down to get the spare key from behind the plant pot Amy felt someone’s hand slip between her thigh, jumping forward she almost knocked herself out on the door, ‘not yet’ she heard herself say and giggled again. Pushing the door open she staggered into the living room followed by the boys,. Quickly, I opened it to make sure the key was still inside, then unlocked my wrists. I was now completely freed from my restraints, but still locked out of my office. One last key, and two stops to go.The stop sign with the last key took me past my office, so I dropped the collection of chains and such off next to the door. To get to the sign, I had to cross about 100 yards of open field that was cut down regularly but was still undeveloped. I had three choices: 1) I could stroll down the main. Paul got behind her and reached for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. Mira put her hand on his to stop him. ?Don’t.? she said ?I want it to hurt.? ?You sure?? He asked. It was hard to tell if there was any concern or sympathy in his voice or not. Mira was certain that she didn’t deserve any regardless. ?I’m sure. Don’t take it easy on me. I want it to hurt.? ?Ok.? Paul’s voice was so even and calm, but Mira could still detect the tone of anger. It wasn’t. The map showed ocean currents, giving both speed and direction, and he soon narrowed her most probable origin to a loose string of four or five islands. He had heard from the crew of the tramp steamer that brought his supplies that a rich American had an estate on a nearby island, but wasn't sure which one it was. He would have to check that out the next time they came by. It had been a couple of weeks since their last visit, so it wouldn't be much longer than that before they returned. He had.