The vibrator brings you wave after wave of orgasms until, finally, you just hang there, exhausted, with the vibrator batteries thankfully dead.
As dusk approaches, she hear voices again. These are male voices this time, and they strike fear deep in your gut. You can't turn your head far enough to see them before they saw you. But you hear..."Jake..look at that...a woman, nude, tied there." "Is she dead?" "Let's look..." and you feel a hand on your face... "She's warm...can you speak?" And you say ..."Oh, please, don't hurt me..just cut me down...please, please."
They do, and she fall to the ground...rubbing your wrists to restore some circulation. You try to cover her breasts, but you feel so naked...so vulnerable. |