He climbed up the stairs, not even letting her down. Even worse, the lights went out, plunging her into darkness. "Hey. Hey!" she called out, but didn...'t expect a reply. All she could do was fidget, standing there hung by her wrists, with only the sounds of her breathing and heartbeat as company.This wasn't what she'd expected when she let him attack her again. She didn't want to be held as a slave in his basement, did she? Sure, it was a fetish theme she enjoyed, but what was the boundary. ..."You don't have a chance, Mantra," Gus said."Hmmm?" I muttered, my thoughts having strayed."Mantra's talking now, Mom. That's you."Off to the side, Evie giggled."What's wrong with the shrimp?" Gus asked, suspecting that his sister waslaughing at him, though he couldn't think why."If only he knew", I thought wistfully. "She's just having fun with herpuzzle," I assured him, a little disingenuously. It was better that Gusdidn't know that his mother was Mantra. It was even better that he. "Bloody hell numbskull. Alright, I will tell you when to turn" Thank you, it helps" The next turn is the one we want. This one, this one, here, HERE" Max shouts as the van skids to a halt."Take it slower and you won't miss the next one"Following the directions through the backstreets, concentrating on every corner, they didn't notice the scooter closely following their every turn.Sitting in a black van, the call Dan has been waiting for finally came."They are turning into the estate now," the. Then she gave me a cheeky smile. I decided that was enough talking. “What underwear do you have on?” I asked her. She looked taken aback but she quickly recovered. “It’s a dark blue thong with a matching……” “No,” I interrupted her, “I want you to show me. Take your panties off.” Stacy’s face flushed but she looked around the room to see who was looking. “Where is the bathroom?” She asked. “No. Do it here,” I said, smiling. She looked surprised and hesitated. Then after another quick.