Except for the restraints, I was beginning to enjoy the care that I was receiving.She brushed my hair and then led me back to the secret bedroom. I di...dn't want to be restrained again, but I let her lead me there because I was hoping that she would make love to me as she had last night. I had learned quite a bit about her because she had talked as she cleaned me. I was still gagged so I couldn't say a thing, but I knew that her name was Carol and that she and Kara had been 'close' friends for at. My body took over, again.“I have questions, so many questions, but all I can think about now is your dick.” I admitted and looked down on the table.“Another side effect of werewolf blood. You rely more on your instincts, your basic needs.” He pushed his chair back. “Come over here.”As I got up, I felt the wetness between my legs. With every step I took I was more aware of this need. His cock was hard, the sight alone made my heart beat faster.“Turn around and sit on my lap”, he ordered. Only. ” he whispered.“Muhammed, not the prophet, blessings and peace be upon him, killed a London Underground employee. Mr. Rajesh Areef, who was also a muslim, by the way, acted heroically by pulling Muhammed, not the prophet, into his ticket booth. There the bomb went off, killing Rajesh and injuring his co-worker whose name I don’t have here. He was Jewish, so you’ll like that part. Mr. Rajesh leaves behind a wife and three children. If all muslims were like Mr. Rajesh, you and I would not be. Determined hands braced me around my waist. I sensed a growing hardness and warmth against my backside. He had fucked me into submission the night before me and then shaved my from head to toe as I lay in state of total relaxation, exhaustion and ecstasy. When he left for the evening, I found a new outfit for me to try on and a note saying he’d be back tomorrow evening at six. The shaking and quivering started back again. He tried to soothe me by rubbing my shoulders, but I could feel my.