The con rose from theback seat knife in hand and put it to Lacy’s throat. Shejumped and almost flew off the road, a scream pierced thenight.R...20;Don’t move, don’t scream, don’t even fucking breathe!”the con commanded, pressing the knife to her throat.Tears ran down her face and she trembled.“Where’re you going?” the con asked.“Ho–home.” she stammered.“Anyone there?”“N–n–no,” she stammered in. Her breathing was getting shallow and she began whimpering. Suddenly she pushed herself up, placing both hands on my shoulders, hunching her back and pushing her head down, trying to get the best view of the exact spot where we were joined. Her long hair covered my face and it smelled wonderful. She gasped and then snapped her head up with a shocked look. “It’s not even CLOSE to all of the way in!”, she complained. “I’m too small! No more will fit!”“It doesn’t need to!” I practically shouted.. ? The chain was returned. THWAP! THWAP! THWAP! ?Oh, God!? Straight up my cunt. The other man grabbed the chain of the nipple clamps and pulled. ?Oh! No please,? I sobbed. He ripped them off and I screamed from the pain. The cope was dropped down from the ceiling and I was shoved to the floor onto my knees. My wrists untied and brought behind me and tied to a bar. This bar was hauled up towards the ceiling forcing me to. ‘I don’t mean to. You will wait for me, won’t you?’ ‘Do you really expect me to stay behind while you…’ ‘I’m sorry you’re taking it like this.’ ‘Yes,’ I said, ‘and so am I. Look, Alex… if I forced you to make a choice, between the job and me, what would your answer be?’ The silence that followed was deafening and confirmed my worst fears. I wanted to mention about the possibility of me going with him, but somehow I sensed it was futile and would only have driven the nail in even further. I was.