“Has it been as hot up here as down South?”“Not too bad until this last week or so; but people are so used to it raining that it’s the drought... they’ve been talking about.”“That’s getting quite worrying down South; they’ve been talking about hosepipe bans and maybe water rationing for a while. It just hasn’t rained properly for weeks.”“Mrs Loftus was saying last night that she heard on the news that it’s touched ninety degrees somewhere in England the last two or three days, and the heatwave is. “Oh Fuuckkkkkkkkk!” Her mind screamed in apocalyptic disbelief her thought dark and bizarre. “Can you come and die at the same time?”Then she felt the world catch up; hit her hard flinging her back into the hot white torture room of the here and now. The squeak of her sweaty feet sliding on porcelain, the smell of electricity in the air like the perfume of a passing woman, now departed. The power had gone again.The saliva dripped from her mouth her suspended tied arms now the only thing. “Oh yes,” I screamed. I continued to make some funny noises while I tried to remember to breathe. “My God, that is so good. Don’t stop,” I ordered. I felt his fingers leave my cunt. Slightly disappointed, I concentrated on his tongue and other hand on my nipple. I felt his thumb enter my cunt again, but this time his other fingers began to play with my ass. “You are so wet, it just trickles down your ass.” He fingered me harder and started getting a finger in my ass. “Yes, keep doing that.. I would then usually slip off quietly into the bushes and just leave her there, so that I could observe her from a distance. This situation would not last too long, and would normally occur after dark or on a moonlit night, I even did this to her several times in broad daylight!..But this time it was going to be entirely different, for some time do to her fantasy's I had been searching for, and finally befriended a well endowed Dominant Black Male. He belonged to a group called "The White Slave.