I'd fumbled a little taking out the keys due to my gloved hands, but I'd managed it. All that was left was for Joel to complete my captivity, finishin...g what I'd started.I guided him through padlocking my wrist cuffs behind me, to the same piece of chain, next to my feet. He made a pretty tight hogtie, and the thought of not being able to escape without his help made me tingle. He even picked up all the keys and put them in his pocket without any prompting, like a true dom.The next to last item. “Not so loud! My parents might hear,” the boy whispered in Lorain’s ear.“Sorry, it just slipped out. I will be quieter,” she whispered, as the boy started sliding his cock in-and-out of her pussy.Lorain had another flashback: ‘The beauty pageant judge was on top of her. He had her legs draped over his arms as he drove his cock into her as hard as he could,’ She remembered him saying, “This is all you young bitches are good for.” Lorain was brought back to reality when she felt the boy release. Nothing. No response. Did he leave? Oh shit, did he leave me here???? Oh fuck, fuck, fuck. What if he leaves me here...what if I die? I'd rather him here beating me, instead of this awful loneliness. I need some kind of noise, I need something, and I have to have something!! Anything! "Can anyone hear me? Help!! I don't want to die, I don't want to die alone, please, somebody, anybody, please, can you hear me, help me please.......I don't want to die alone..." You begin to sob again, quieter,. Ich glaube ihr gefällt der Gedanke sogar. Allein hätte sie ihn nie ausgesprochen. So kommt es, dass wir vier einen Moment später vor der Tür stehen und die Braut sie öffnet. Wir blicken ins dunkle Treppenhaus. Birgit tritt fast nackt ins Treppenhaus, aber nur um das Licht anzumachen. Es geht alles so schnell. Wo habe ich mich hin dirigieren lassen. Ich bekomme von meiner Freundin den Befehl los zu gehen.Jetzt bekomme ich von ihr auch noch Befehle. Ich drehe mich um und frage. Wohin losgehen? Na.