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Roderick lay naked on the bed. Above him, Judy was still fully clothed. The crotch of her panties was soaked with a mixture of saliva and pussy juices as she writhed eagerly against his face. A groan of elation swept over her as she pushed the heat of her sex against his manly chin.

‘Undress,’ Roderick gasped. ‘Please, undress.’

Judy giggled. She reached her arms across herself and tugged the blouse from her body. She wore a black bra that matched the rest of her lingerie. It contrasted with her wan flesh and Roderick growled his appreciation. ‘Do you want me to take my skirt off?’ Judy asked coyly.

Roderick nodded.

‘Kiss me some more, and I might,’ Judy told him.

Needing no further prompting, Roderick pushed his tongue against the sodden crotch of her panties. He stroked the tip against the fabric, tracing the outline of her lips with a gentle wet pressure. Her stockings rubbed softly against his cheeks with a subtle frisson that heightened his arousal. His cock was a solid pole of desire, eager for her touch.

Judy released her breasts from the bra she wearing. Playfully, she teased the flesh with her fingers while Roderick watched. Her nipples were already stiff but they hardened forcibly as her fingertips brushed against them. Reluctantly, she pulled herself away from Roderick and climbed from the bed.

He watched as she slid the skirt from her narrow hips. She stood before him in just her stockings and panties, aware of the profound effect she was having. Roderick’s cock twitched eagerly between his legs and he reached out for her.

Judy pushed him back on to the bed with one stocking-covered toe. ‘Wait for permission,’ she said, a broad grin creasing her lips. She reached down and slowly began to unroll one of her stockings. Trailing the flimsy garment between finger and thumb, she dragged it slowly over his chest and neck, before moving it down towards his hardness.

Roderick shivered.

She drew the stocking around his cock and balls, watching him twist and writhe. His movements were so stilted and rigid, she thought he looked as though he had been tied to the bed already.

‘Perhaps I should just tie your dick up?’ Judy suggested, watching his excitement with an expression of delight. ‘You’d love to feel one of my stockings tight around your dick, wouldn’t you?’

Roderick’s sigh of elation was enough of a response for her.

Judy rubbed a finger against the swell of her sex, surprised by the mounting excitement inside. Stroking her fingers along the length of his shaft, she was aware Roderick was eager to play. She smiled down at him and began to unroll the second stocking. ‘Perhaps I just might tie you up like that,’ she said thoughtfully. ‘Perhaps I just might.’

Roderick released a heartfelt moan of excitement.

She teased the second stocking along his chest and saw his erection rage furiously. Judy grinned down at him, excited by his urgent need for her. She rubbed the sodden seat of her pants idly, enjoying the slow build up of her arousal. Staring down at his naked body, an idea occurred to her and she slowly stepped out of her pants.

Roderick grinned approvingly, enjoying the sight of her nudity.

She took off her knickers and quickly pulled them over his ankles. Before he could make a word of protest, she had pulled them over his hips. She thought he made a marvellous spectacle: lying beneath her, wearing her panties. The head of his long cock pushed above the waistband and his balls sat awkwardly against the crotch.

Roderick grinned down at himself, thrilled by the cool wetness of the gusset against his sac. He held his breath as Judy tugged the stocking free from the base of his shaft.

The sensation of the silk pulling slowly against him had to be an exciting threat, Judy thought. If she pulled too quickly or too sharply she could hurt him. Instead, her slow deliberate tugging on the stocking hardened his erection and triggered a dull, desperate pulse in his balls.

Judy climbed back on to the bed and circled the stocking around his wrist. With a frown of annoyance, she realised there was no suitable place on the bed-head to tie him. Thinking quickly, she tied the remainder of the stocking to his other wrist, securing his hands together.

Roderick smiled up at her. The retroussé nipple of her right breast hung just above his face. He flicked his tongue over the end and grinned as she shivered. ‘This is different,’ he said, glancing above his head at his secured wrists. ‘Nice,’ he added quickly, for fear she should misunderstand him. ‘Very nice. But different.’

Judy nodded. ‘No bed-head,’ she explained. She turned around on the bed and shoved her pussy in his face as she tied his ankles with the other stocking.

Roderick licked greedily at the slick wet lips of her sex. He forced his tongue into her, and then pulled it out slowly. Tracing the length of her sodden labia, he teased her clitoris, then moved his mouth in the opposite direction. His tongue nestled above the ring of her arsehole and he pushed softly against it.

Judy moaned with soft delight. ‘Keep doing that,’ she whispered. ‘Please keep doing that.’

He laughed, and pushed his tongue further inside her.

She squirmed lithely against him. His thick tongue filled her tightly puckered hole, stretching the sphincter so wide it was almost unbearable.

Remembering that she needed to concentrate on his pleasure, Judy leant forward. Using a single stocking, she tied his ankles so that his feet were pressed firmly together. She was unhappy that he was not secured to the bed. Bondage was always more fun when the victim was held in one place. She wriggled her arse cheeks against Roderick’s face and considered the problem for a moment. Feeling the twitch of his erection against her stomach, she decided on the best way to hold him in one position. With a sigh of contentment, she moved her arse from Roderick’s face and tugged her knickers away from his hips. She pulled them quickly down his legs until they reached his tied ankles. Rolling him over, Judy tugged the panties upwards, behind his back. The crotch of the panties held his ankles and this was what she wanted. She pulled the pants high, towards his tied hands, moving his arms down so that they met.

‘What are you doing?’ Roderick asked. His words were mumbled into the pillow, but Judy heard him clearly enough.

‘I’m making sure that you’re secure,’ she told him firmly. She pushed the pants through his tied wrists, then pulled the legs of her knickers back over each of his hands. Smiling down at her handiwork, she realised that Roderick was now well and truly bound. His hands were held behind him, and unless he could see how he was trussed Judy knew he would not be able to release himself. She rolled him on to his back, aware that he must be uncomfortable with his arms and legs behind him.

The thought brought a cruel smile to her lips. ‘Now for the blindfold,’ she said, retrieving her bra from the floor.

‘Do you have to do that this time?’ Roderick asked plaintively. ‘I love to see you. You really excite me.’

Judy grinned broadly. ‘Yes,’ she told him. ‘It’s part of the game, I don’t want you to see what I’m doing.’ She secured the bra over his face, fixing the straps tight at the back of his head.

‘At least you won’t be able to gag me this time,’ Roderick said quietly.

‘Won’t I?’ Judy replied, surprised by his belief. She climbed on to the bed and pressed the lips of pussy over his mouth. ‘There you go,’ she said quietly. ‘You can use this as a gag for the moment. Just make sure you use it well.’

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Emily moved her glass away from the wall. She had heard enough from the adjacent bedroom, and she knew that it was nearing the time to act. She reached for the pack of cigarettes she had bought at the reception desk and lit one thoughtfully. The actions she needed to take were painfully clear, and she had no intention of shying away from them. If she was being honest with herself, she was actually looking forward to step one of her plan. It was going to be fun to be the one wielding the cane this time.

She checked her pockets to make sure she had everything she needed and was satisfied with the bulge in her jacket.

She stubbed the cigarette out in the ashtray and nervously lit a second. As soon as I’ve finished this one, she told herself, I’ll make my move. A nervous tremor of excitement sparkled inside her stomach.

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There were five raps on the door in short, sharp succession.

‘Who the fuck is that?’ Judy snapped.

Beneath her, Roderick growled with frustration. ‘Ignore it,’ he whispered. ‘If it’s important, they’ll call back when we’ve finished.’

Judy nodded and continued to slide the lips of her sex over his face. She felt close to orgasm already. Judging by the way his cock was pulsing eagerly, she guessed that Roderick was also on the brink. He was right, she agreed. Whoever was out there could call back later if it was that important.

The knock at the door came again. Five raps, hard and quick. This time they were followed by the mumbled words ‘room service’.

‘Shit!’ Judy exclaimed angrily.

‘Have you ordered something?’ Roderick asked curiously.

‘No,’ Judy snapped, stamping towards the door. ‘They’re probably wanting to change the sheets or something. If I don’t answer them, they’ll use a key to get in.’

‘You’d better tell them to come back later,’ he said from behind his blindfold.

‘I wasn’t going to invite them in to have a look at you,’ Judy snapped sharply. She glanced around the room for an item of clothing she could cover herself with, to protect her modesty. Her discarded jacket was a short one and her skirt was too skimpy to cover her properly. She hesitated for a second, wondering what would be the best thing to wear.

The five raps came again, and she realised she did not have the time to get anything. She intended to hide behind the door and tell the woman from room service to fuck off. Aware that she had to move quickly if she wanted to save Roderick the embarrassment of being discovered bound and blindfold, Judy rushed to the door. She threw it open and began to babble an abrupt rebuke in Portuguese, telling the woman that she was busy.

Emily’s hand pushed through the half-open doorway and grabbed a length of Judy’s blonde hair. Her other hand followed it and clamped over Judy’s mouth, effectively silencing her.

‘Hello, Judy,’ Emily whispered quietly. ‘We’re all right to talk now, aren’t we?’ She glanced disdainfully at the woman’s naked body. ‘I see you’ve got nothing on.’

Judy’s eyes were wide with terror. She struggled to escape from Emily’s grip, but panic and terror made her attempts ineffectual. Emily was holding her with cold, calm, ruthless determination.

‘Come with me,’ Emily said quietly. ‘We need to talk. Alone.’ Without waiting for a response, she pulled Judy from the room, dragging her naked into the main corridor. She released her hand from Judy’s mouth and snatched the key from the inside lock of the door.

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‘I’m naked,’ Judy hissed, placing her hands over her breasts and bare vagina. ‘Someone might see me.’

Emily slammed the door closed and tightened her grip on Judy’s hair. ‘Most of England has seen you naked,’ Emily said scornfully. ‘I doubt it will matter if a handful of South American’s get a glimpse of you.’ Without another word, she tugged Judy along the corridor to her adjacent room. Judy stayed silent until she heard Emily slam the door behind them.

‘What’s the meaning of this?’ she demanded. ‘What the hell do you think you’re doing to me?’

Emily slapped her across the face. Her blow was hard and flat. It cut Judy’s words off abruptly. Still wearing the dark glasses, she looked imposing and unapproachable. Her lips were thinned with anger and she appeared to be in absolute control. ‘It’s pay-back time, Judy,’ Emily said calmly. Again, her flat gaze took in Judy’s naked body. This time, a wry smile twisted her thin lips. ‘To be honest, you look like you’re dressed to pay-back.’

‘Where did you disappear to?’ Judy asked quickly. ‘In Port Maga, we were having coffee. You said you were going to the bathroom, then you just vanished. Where did you disappear to?’

Emily slapped her across the face again. ‘No more lies,’ she said. ‘You ditched me in Port Maga. You even stole my luggage for a second time. I think it’s time we were honest with one another. Don’t you?’

Holding her bruised cheek, Judy nodded. She sat down on the bed and stifled a sob. She seemed to have forgotten her nudity. Fear and anxiety had taken over.

‘Get a cigarette,’ Emily said, nodding at the bedside cabinet. She watched as Judy lit herself a smoke, then sat down beside her. ‘That was what gave you away,’ Emily said quietly.

Judy stared sullenly at her.

‘In Port Maga, you lit my cigarette with my cigarette lighter. I would never have suspected anything, but in the last few days I’ve given that a lot of thought. I remember putting my lighter back in my bag after I last used it. The only person who could have gotten hold of it was the person who stole that bag.’

‘Prove it.’ Judy glared at her. ‘I’ll say I borrowed it from you before you lost your bag. It’s your word against mine.’

Emily reached a hand towards Judy’s bare body. The woman shrank from her touch, fearful of more punishment. Instead, Emily caressed the soft small orb of her breast. Her fingertips traced the areola softly. Without warning, she pressed a finger on either side of the nipple and squeezed it hard.

Judy gasped, shocked by the sensation.

‘No more lies,’ Emily said quietly. ‘You’ve just had my last friendly warning. I promise you, if I have to caution you again, you’ll regret it.’ She released the nipple slowly, aware that the nub had hardened beneath her touch. ‘You liked that, didn’t you?’ Emily observed.

Judy looked away, her cheeks blushing furiously. ‘What do you want? she asked angrily. She drew nervously on her smoke as she spoke. ‘Why have you come back?’

Emily reached over and took the cigarette from Judy’s shaking fingers. She ignored the blonde’s nudity and the chill of gooseflesh that covered her naked body. ‘I’ve come back for three reasons,’ she began slowly. ‘Revenge, revenge and revenge.’

Judy shivered next to her. ‘What are you going to do to me?’