"Someone might hear you." Sorry," she grinned meekly. "I'll be good." Good," Kyle nodded."Unless..." Unless what?" Unless you'd like me to be bad," sh...e answered."I'll... I'll keep that in mind," Kyle said slowly, wondering what he might be getting himself into. In the space of two days he had gone from a certified loner, morbidly brooding over his loss, to trading innuendoes with a woman he had apparently just hired as his personal assistant.What's going on? he wondered once again.As it turned. His free hand tightened his grip on her breast until it was almost unbearable, drawing tears from her eyes. His grip released, but his hand set off on an inexorable journey toward the junction of her thighs."No." "Please." "I would tell you if I knew."His hand completed it's journey, cupping her mound and insinuating it's middle finger into the folds of her labia. Her inevitable struggle simply made things worse, helping him enter, and then tear at the walls of her cunt. Tears of frustration. We drift off to sleep. As the sun is comming up i start to stir I noticed she has showered and dressed in a light sun dress I put on a tee-shirt and shorts both grab flip flops and head for town to get breakfast we find a place that says home cooking we enter and find it is packed so we set in the backs he sets wigh her back to the wall and I set next to her so we can talk while we wait on food. After eating we buy enough food for a nice picnic. At the car I put the basket in the trunk I. I tried to stall as my mind raced with the reasons I didn’t want punishment even if the bike terrified me beyond belief. Damn I think to myself again and look into Sir’s eyes. ?Choose slave.? Frustrated and a little angry I say, ?Fine Sir.?Letting go of my hand, Sir climbed onto the bike and looked at me with a look that said he would take no more stalling. I tried to swallow my fear as I climbed up behind him and put my arms around his waist holding on for dear life. Sir chuckled and said over.