Still squeezing his neck.“That’s so impressive,” Grace found herself saying, “how you took on a wounded guy half your size with his hands tied....”“Get used to it kid,” growled Boris, “this place was made to deal with ragheads. See how we deal with smart mouths too.”“Boris,” Xenia finally appeared from round the side of the jeep. She didn’t sound surprised, or even disappointed; just limiting. Boris let go of Mo and Grace helped him up and put her arm round him. He stood there, dazed.She looked. "Well, this is an improvement...but it could be better," Darian noted, nodding sagely. He snapped his fingers, and this time the chains round her wrists rattled and groaned and then flew into the air to affix themselves to the crevices in the stone ceiling. Roxanna gasped and gave an involuntary cry as her arms were stretched up over her head, pulling her body in opposite directions with just enough force to strain her quaking muscles. The chains tightened one last time, and she felt her. What do I do? Should I confront her? But if I confront her that means she has to stop. And god........I don't want her to stop. I couldn't believe what I was about to do but my lust overshadowed my inhibitions. I opened my door and tiptoed across the dark hallway. My feminine fluids had flown down nearly to my calves and I didn't care. I peered through the crack in Alissa's door and saw a sight I will never forget. Alissa had stripped off the top of her cheerleader uniform, leaving only her. Playfully.Like his life was just a game to her.At her words, his feeble resistance dwindled and faded as he slowly relaxed into her soft hold.He couldn't breathe and the world around him was turning into darkness and wicked laughter."You just cannot say no to me can you?" She asked with a giggle."Please... just stop... I will run away... you will never see me again I swear." The bodyguardbegged as he finally understood the gravity of his situation. He was not getting out, she was toomuch for.