He collapsed right on top of me, and I could feel how sweaty he was, his chest sliding against my back. I could feel that his cock was barely getting ...soft, but he pulled out and undid the handcuffs. He picked up my shirt and boxers, grabbed one nipple hard enough that I yelped, and pulled me to the door. He let go, opened it, and pushed me into the hallway, tossing my clothes to me with a smirk. With that he pushed the door shut.I frantically looked around, but this was the top floor, with no. He invited me inside, and he brought some hot coffee for us. We were discussing our likes and stuff.B1: I will need you to trust me. You want to get better at this, don’t you?B2 (me): Yes.B1: Well, let’s begin by getting a little more comfortable. Why don’t you take your shirt off, and I will do the same.I did as he asked me to do, and we both were in just vests.B1: Wonderful, you have now taken the first step. Are you feeling nervous?With a little smile and shyness, I said yes.B1: It is ok.. You’re serious.”“I am ... forward or back. What say you?”Arguments were presented on both sides of the question. Debate went on for most of the morning. In the end it was decided to get out of South.Wellington is a little more than 100 nautical miles from Kaikoura. Until rounding Cape Campbell there is Zero shelter from storms or possible tsunami ... even after Campbell it would be open water anchorage on a possible lee shore.Blenheim and crossing the Wairau River Bar would be the first. Almost all my Amy memories included Sarah in some way.It was like that with the bunny suit. Ordinarily, if someone had triedto even suggest I wear something like that, I'd have jumped his or herass. Unless that person happened to be a lot bigger than I was, or asicko like Daniel. But since it was for Sarah, I was helpless.Only one other person had that kind of power over me, even worse: mysister, Emily. I did stupid stuff for her I'd never even have done forSarah, or Tamara. Not sex stuff,.