Not quite a Honeymoon 17

Mike looked at Isabelle`s eyes that told him this wasn`t something to be solved within seconds, by just saying something funny or kissing her. Nevertheless, he gently kissed her lips before he cut her free. Next, he loosened Lalita`s ties; the Indian was still quite embarrassed she had climaxed in front of Mike, but she was physically in a better shape than Isabelle and in addition, she was most of all glad that the ordeal was almost over.

So, he cradled Isabelle, who at least didn`t refuse to that, in his arms and offered Lalita to lean on his shoulder as he brought them back inside. One of the advantages of living in a mansion was that there were several bathrooms and so, he brought the girls to one at the ground floor where he sat down Isabelle on a stool and then put his arms on Lalita`s shoulders, pulling her closer to him. The girl didn`t hesitate, though her breasts touched his chest and she still was stark naked. Mike whispered:

»Lolly, I still have some things to do until we can call this a day! You may question my priorities, but before I am all there for Belle, I have to bring this whole affair to an end! Do you understand?«

Lalita`s eyes widened at the determination in his eyes. However, she nodded and Mike forced a smile on his face:

»That`s my Bengal Tigress! Now, can you do me one favour and stay here with Belle for, let`s say, one hour? Within this time, I can see whether someone heard the shots and called the Police, also, I have to handle a fem more things. Then, I will fetch you for the grand finale. You won`t miss the best parts, but it takes some preparation!«

Again, Lalita nodded and Mike kissed her cheek, in a way even a less apathic Isabelle would not have had any problems with. He then left and closed the door. Lalita, though still feeling weakened and overwhelmed herself, clapped her hands.

»You heard him! Off to the shower with you!«

Though she still didn`t talk, Isabelle was at least not catatonic, and the idea of scrubbing some of the memories from her body seemed to sound appealing. The bathroom offered a bathtub and a shower cabin and so, none had to wait for the other.

Some 20 minutes later, both girls had relieved themselves and taken a shower. Mike had shortly come by and brought them some towels and two silk bathrobes, but he had disappeared immediately after. Isabelle, now looking a bit better, sat on her stool, reacting to when Lalita tried some small talk, but not answering. So, she also followed her own thoughts.

Mike had spoken of a »grand finale« – did that mean he intended to kill the three women, at least Amy who had somehow turned Isabelle into how she now was? There had been this glance in his eyes, but on the other hand, he had said he would go and fetch them for said finale; sure, he wouldn`t force them to witness an execution?

She also wondered that he hadn`t freed Mathilda, at least, she wasn`t here with them. According to what she knew, the girl hadn`t done much to deserve punishment. In addition, there was still Julie N`Kono who also had to be somewhere in this mansion.

So, Lalita was bursting with impatience as there was a knock at the door. Then, Mike entered. To her surprise, he was now wearing a white shirt. Noticing her look, he grinned.

»Must be one of Pearce`s! It`s a bit wide around the waist, but better than my old T-Shirt!«

Mike had also found a first aid kit in the van and had provisionally taken care of his wounds. Now, he looked almost presentable. He sat down on the bathtub and took both Isabelle`s and Lalita`s hands. Isabelle looked at him with the same emotionless expression she had shown before, but at least, she didn`t withdraw her hand.

»Nobody seems to have called the cops. Perhaps, this is a sign that we have to bring this affair to an end all by ourselves!«

He felt Lalita`s grip on his hand tighten as he said the word »ourselves«, and Isabelle also looked at him with interest. He turned towards her.

»Belle, if you want to wait until this is all over, I won`t blame you! It won`t take too long – and there are some decent guest rooms!«

For a few seconds, he feared she would stay in her paralysis, but then, she nodded, and with a hoarse voice, she breathed:

»I am coming!«

Mike let Lalita`s hand go to brush over her cheek. She had closed Adele`s white silk gown as tight as possible, but this emphasized her shapely figure even more. Her curls, still damp from her shower, framed her face, and to Mike, she looked so beautiful and vulnerable. He felt the urge to kiss her, but at the same time, he wasn`t sure whether it was too early.

»Perhaps, I should mention that I have improvised a trial. Kangaroo court, so to say. However, there are two good news for you, Belle. First, you don`t have to make a statement. I think the judge, who is me, has got enough evidence!«

Isabelle gulped, but then, she looked at him and asked:

»What`s the second good news?«

Mike smiled:

»Well, since this is an unofficial court, we don`t need a protocol. You always told me how much you hated doing paperwork!«

For the first time, the glimpse of a smile appeared on her lips. Mike kissed her lips and then turned towards Lalita:

»Now, how about you, Lolly? Do you feel strong enough to bring a few mean women to justice?«

Lalita sported a light blue nightgown that ended at the top of her thighs and barely hit the fact she still wasn`t wearing any panties. Nevertheless, she dropped a slight curtsey and nodded. Then, however, she turned serious and asked:

»What kind of justice are we talking about? British Law – or the Old Testament?«

»What does a Hindu know about the Old Testament?«, he thought, but he once again took both girl`s hands and said:

»I will be the judge, but I do not intent to become the hangman, too. But don`t expect me to be too lenient! I might be biased in that particular trial, but on the other hand, I think that is also true for the two of you. Now, let`s go, our accused are waiting for their verdict!«

***

A bit confused, but also curious, Lalita and Isabelle followed Mike towards the living room. Through the ajar door, they could hear some high-pitched humming and aching, indicating that the other participants of that strange trial were bound and gagged. Mike opened the door and Lalita stepped in first.

»Oh!«

Mike had pushed the big dining table to one side. On it, five women were lying side by side, each of them stark naked. They were tied identically, lying on their bellies, with their arms tied with ropes at wrists and elbows. Also, their fingers were encased in tape. Each had her feet tied at ankles and knees and the ankle tie was tied to the elbow tie, so each was lying in a hogtie and a row of ten naked soles pointed at Lalita. The captives were still gagged the way they had been, only in Mathilda`s case, Mike had removed her blindfold, but left the panties over her head. To make things more equal, Adele now was hooded by the pair of Alinda´s panties that had gagged Isabelle before.

The five captives were either just staring at them, fuming or trying to scream. Mike approached Lalita and handed her a stick with leather straps dangling from one end.

»Lolly, you could do me a favour and help me to keep order in court! I don`t want this trial to take too long, so, I don`t want to waist time with having to take care the accused won`t interrupt me!«

Lalita looked at the Martinet with some hesitation, but then, a smile showed up on her face, a smile that became even broader as she saw the anxious look in Adele`s face.

»A quiet and disciplined audience – as you order, Your Honour!«

She pranced towards the table and then let the leather straps brush over the row of naked butts. Then, she gently brushed over the captives` bare soles. Julie and Adele twitched and let out an oppressed squeal.

Mike had not only arranged the girls, but after he had led Isabelle to one of the armchairs, he stepped towards a sideboard on which three things were standing: an empty cardboard box, an old-fashioned scale with two pans and a bowl filled with glass marbles. Actually, he had wanted to bring the entire Justicia statue, but this had turned out to be too heavy and so, he had just brought the scale. In a corner, there were two large objects, one hidden under a white cloth, the other under a black one.

»Ladies, since this court is based only on my personal moral compass and my suggestions about what is right and wrong, I won`t waste any time with preliminaries! Let`s begin with our first candidate: Mathilda Darlington, 22, 32A!«

Now, Isabelle noticed that Mathilda was first in line, followed by Julie. Lalita had briefed her about what she knew, but she still wondered why the two reporters were among the accused. Lalita, however, just frowned when she noticed that Mike had mentioned the accused`s bra size.

»Mathilda, the first crime you committed was informing Adele about me investigating in the disappearance of Laila Steele, when Adele was still working for Pearce! Are you denying it?«

Mathilda stared at him over her gag, as confused with the strange court than her co-captives, but she nodded slightly. Adele protested through her gag, and Mike made a gesture towards Lalita. The slap wasn`t really painful, but it told Adele that she had not been stripped of all her clothes (except the garters and stockings she still was wearing), but also her authority. Before Lalita could hit her butt a second time, she fell silent.

With a theatrical gesture, Mike placed one of the marbles in one of the scale`s pans. Then, he continued:

»Furthermore, you once again assisted Adele, this time in her vendetta against your employer, Miss Julie N`Kono. It was a minor betrayal, but still, it comes into count!«

He added a second marble. Julie had moaned as he mentioned her name, but when Lalita looked at her, raising the martinet, she fell silent. Mike waited for a few seconds and Isabelle involuntarily thought:

»He`s really enjoying this!«

Mike then showed a more friendly expression and said:

»However, when you informed Adele about my involvement in the Laila Steele case, the real crimes had already happened and so, your role was a very minor one. Also, when you were helping Adele the second time, you were more or less forced to do so. All in all, these are mitigating circumstances!«

He put a marble into the other pan and then, he continued:

»Furthermore, you didn`t do any harm to any of the two really innocent people in this room – Miss Lalita Singh and Mademoiselle Isabelle Veronique Marceau!«

Isabelle`s lips trembled shortly as he used her full name, plus the old-fashioned »Mademoiselle«. However, when Mike looked questioningly at both her and Lalita, they both nodded. Mike placed a second marble on the pan, so it changed to even. Looking at Mathilda, he announced:

»Seems you are free on probation! You may leave the dock, but I recommend you to stay in the courtroom until the trial is over!«

He removed Mathilda`s panty hood and gag. When he had pulled a pair of panties from her mouth, the girl drooled onto the table and panted. Whilst Mike put the damp garment into the box beside the scale and put the marbles back into the bowl, Lalita freed Mathilda from her bonds and aided the girl in getting from the table. Mike reached under the white cloth and from the box it concealed, he produced another silk bathrobe in black.

»Allow me!«

He held the bathrobe so Mathilda could slip inside. With Lalita`s help, she closed the belt and then staggered towards another armchair where she sat down with a sigh of relief. Despite still being frightened and totally exhausted, she looked with curiosity, as Mike now announced the second trial of the night.

***

»Now, Miss Julie N`Kono, 28, 36D! When I first got involved into this whole affair, I considered you to be the victim of Adele`s machinations – but the whole problem goes back some ten years!«

Quickly and factually, Mike referred how Julie had had an affair with her Professor, Andrew Delacroix, the father of Adele, and how she had later falsely accused him of sexual harassment. Julie panted, but when Mike asked her whether this was true so far, she nodded.

»All right, one might argue that this happened a decade ago, that Miss N`Kono was very young, and that a Professor should keep his hands from his own students! However – if it wasn`t for Miss N`Kono`s – misstep, we would all not be here tonight, and I would perhaps right now sit in the London Eye with my beautiful fiancé and miss the view because we were kissing like teenagers!«

Lalita looked at Isabelle. She wasn`t sure whether the redhead had sighed, but her expression sure had softened at Mike`s last words. Then, however, she had to use the Martinet on Adele again, for the blonde was getting more and more agitated.

»Miss N`Kono«, Mike continued, »Even with all mitigating circumstances, this still hasn`t been right!«

He placed a marble in the pan, then added a second one.

»This is for not telling me the full truth from the very beginning! But now, since I already know your version of the story, and since Miss Delacroix seems eager to tell hers – Miss Singh, please, remove the gag from Miss Delacroix`s mouth!«

With pointed fingers, Lalita plucked the panties from Adele`s face, unwound the tape and helped her to spit out another white pair of panties. Adele panted, licked her lips and then wanted to begin to talk, but Mike interrupted her:

»First of all, the Court needs your personalia!«

Adele stared at him with disbelief, but Mike just waited and so, she spat:

»I am Adele Diane Delacroix, 33!«

Still, Mike seemed to wait for something; blushing all over, and staring daggers at him, Adele added:

»I am a 34B!«

She then was allowed to speak and she tried to make the best out of that opportunity. She portrayed her father as a kind man who had trespassed only once and who had never recovered from the affair.

»He never returned to university! Two years ago, he suffered a stroke! And, last but not least, I had to leave the faculty, too! Maybe, I would not have ended up as the secretary of a traitor if this bitch hadn`t – pardon my French!«

Adele had gotten so into her new role as the victim, she really apologized for her choice of words, as if this was a real court and she not lying naked and hogtied beside her old nemesis who was in the same state. Mike nodded gravely.

»So, Miss N`Kono didn`t only ruin one career, but two!«

He added a third marble. Julie couldn`t believe it! She squirmed in her bonds and tried to speak through her stifling gag. Lalita hesitated, but finally, she slapped her buttocks. Julie squealed, but then fell silent, listening with horror as Mike continued:

»It seems that now, in the light of evidence, things seem quite different! Wouldn`t you agree, Miss Delacroix?«

Adele nodded, now hope flickering in her eyes. Mike`s smile suddenly became cold and he grabbed the sodden panties.

»Whaauummph? Mmhhrrrrm! Nnnggg!«

»Thank you, we have heard enough, Miss Delacroix!«

He stuffed the panties back into her mouth. Hesitating for a moment, he then crammed the panties of Alinda that had hooded her into her oral cavity, too, before tying the scarf that had gagged Mathilda between her lips. He then went for the box, put Isabelle`s panties that had gagged Mathilda over her head and then secured the gag with ten rounds of tape. Then, he went for the sideboard, as Adele fumed through her packed mouth and stared at him. Julie`s eyes also had widened. What was going on here?

»Now, since this is somehow a trial of Julie against Adele, we can also use the accusations against the one as mitigating circumstances for the other!«

Mike pointed at the scale that now had three marbles in one pan. Mike took some of the marbles and continued:

»Adele, if we start in chronological order, you were still working for Pearce and even assisting him in his shenanigans, even after you must have known he was not just a corrupt politician, but a traitor to his country and also involved in severe crimes!«

Adele gasped as one marble landed in the empty pan.

»Then, you definitely exaggerated in your wish for revenge! I mean, you have to admit that this was a bit over the top!«

Another marble followed and Adele mewed, this time not punished by Lalita who hung on Mike`s lips.

»Third, your – crusade involved innocents! My fiancé, my good childhood friend Lalita, the coworkers of ›Changing World‹ – but let`s be generous and count them all as one!«

The third marble followed and the pointer swung until it ended in the middle. Mike took a deep breath and then, he added:

»However, what you have done so far wasn`t the end of it! You intended to send Julie, and most likely also the others, to a trip – not a pleasant one, according to the – travel arrangements!«

Mike pulled the black cloth away, revealing a cage box. In it, there were some chains and leather items that had a strong resemblance to devices that could be seen at medieval torture chambers.

»So, you were not planning to stop, now that you had had more than enough of a revenge for something your father also partially was to blame for! And then? Where would this journey have ended? A journey to which you also had invited three more girls, two of them completely innocent! A brothel, where they are used to cure any reluctance of their new – workers with a well-dosed mixture of drugs and violence? Or do you have contacts to some White Slavers?«

Mike waited and let his eyes wander over Adele, Amy and Alinda. None of them commented his last assumption. Mike held his hand over the scale´s pan.

»Guilty!«

Once the pan had lowered, Mike opened the box and took a leather item from it. Adele squirmed and squealed, but he pulled the black hood over her head, tightened the laces and locked a broad collar around her neck. Next, he produced something Julie recognized as the corset Amy and Adele had forced upon her; Mike had released her from the tight garment when getting her downstairs and arranging her on the table.

Adele was more slender and less buxom than Julie, but he managed to pull the laces so tight her hips and breasts were emphasized and her waist had become a wasp waist. Then, he made the squirming woman kneel inside the box and bend forward. A carbine hook fixed her neck collar to an eyelet in the box`s floor, then, Mike released her legs, only to fix her big toes to the cage bars with zip ties, so Adele had to kneel with her legs apart, allowing easy access to her butt and pussy, even through the cage´s bars. Mike closed the lid over Adele`s back; then, he went for Julie and gently took the panties from her head.

»Now, you will be free again, Julie. You might think that, once I have cut your bonds, things like scratching my face or kicking my balls might be pleasing, but maybe, you are open to an alternative!«

Julie`s back trembled from her chest, pressed against the table, heaving. She looked at Mike and then, she finally nodded slightly.

»The Government might be very interested in what Adele has to say! So, you might be the one handing her over to a friend of mine. I will give you the number of a Mr. Bishop, he will take care that Adele get`s to a more comfortable prison. Well, slightly more comfortable!«

Julie didn`t stir and he continued:

»In exchange for your help – and your silence – I will take care that some of the money from the selling of that mansion will end up at the account of ›Changing World‹. I think Bishop might be able to persuade Adele to sign the necessary papers. Of course, I don`t know what sum wea re talking about, but I think I am not leaning too far out of the window when I am talking about one and a half to two million.«

Despite still being gagged with another woman`s panties, Julie gulped. Then, she expectantly looked at Mike. The man looked as if there was more to come.

Julie was right. He bent over her and whispered:

»Mr. Bishop won`t be able to pick up Adele immediately. So, if you want to spend some time with her, maybe get an exclusive interview, or tell her a thing or two about exaggerated revenge, you have up to 24 hours! Just call Mr. Bishop whenever you are ready!«

This time, Julie nodded and Mike removed the transparent tape from her mouth before plucking the totally sodden thongs and the panties from her oral cavity. Julie panted and drooled, but as Mike had freed her arms and legs, she could get up on her own accord and she didn`t shy back as he helped her into a pink bathrobe that was a bit too short and tight for her buxom forms and then escorted her to Mathilda`s armchair. Mathilda got up and, after a few moments of hesitating, the two hugged each other.

***

Some 15 minutes later, the silver-grey van left the yard, steered by Julie. She had put on her discarded boots again, but still was naked except for the bathrobe. Beside her, Mathilda was sitting, also dressed in nothing but a bathrobe.

»Somehow, we just have accepted hush money!«, Mathilda said, more to the front screen than towards Julie. The Black sighed deeply.

»That`s true – but as we both know now, I am not the one who has the moral high ground! So, maybe, we should just concentrate on the near future! After all, ›Changing World‹ still has a good reputation and with that money, we can change our struggling newspaper into an aspiring one!«

Mathilda yawned.

»In my near future, my bed plays an important role!«

Julie gave Mathilda a lift home; then, she patted the back of the driver´s cabin. There was no response from the load, but she knew that Adele was there, caged, naked, bound and gagged. Mike had assisted her and Mathilda to get the box into the van before they had left.

»Now, it´s just the two of us, Adele!«

Julie was overtired, too, but she also was in high spirits.

»mike said this Bishop would pick Adele up wherever I want! That means, I could also do a little trip to the countryside, to a place where there is just her and me!«

She steered the car towards her own flat. If she wanted to spend the next day in the car, she would need a few things: some clothes, some provision, things like that. Julie thought of Adele; not her cowering inside the cage, but a scene a bit earlier, when Lalita had brushed over her soles. Adele was as ticklish as she was. And suddenly, Julie reminded three more things she had to pick up at her flat:

The vibrator, her electric toothbrush and a box of fresh Triple A batteries!

***

Back at the mansion, Mike let his eyes wander over the two remaining captives. Alinda now showed an expression of fear, whilst Amy still managed to remain motionless. Mike looked at the scale and shook his head.

»In your case, the only mitigating circumstance is that you«, he pointed at Alinda, »are a bit less bad than she is!«

He shortly left the room, to phone Bishop. As he came back, he announced:

»Amy, the last time we met, Bishop wanted your head, but I offered you a way out. Now, it turns out that you couldn`t handle that freedom. You disregarded your probation conditions, so to say. Now, it will be some time until you see the sun once again!«

»Mph!«

Mike turned towards Alinda:

»According to you, he also wants to see you. Your computer skills might become useful if they want to explore what happened to Pearce´s and Adele`s money. If you are cooperative, you might be free before the Owls reach their next championship!«

»Mph!«

»Now, to make things easier for Mr. Bishop`s men-«

Some time later, Mike had used up the remaining saran wrap and tape. In Amy`s case, he had left her hogtied, only slung one of the wet leather thongs around her waist and then threaded it between her legs. He had pulled the ends tight, until Amy had groaned, and then, he had tied them off to her big toes, so Amy had to arch her legs and back a bit more, or suffer the consequences. Like that, he and Lalita had then wrapped her with the saran wrap, turning her into a stiff bundle and only leaving her head free. Mike reinforced her gag with some more rounds of tape; then, he turned towards Alinda.

The brunette ended up wrapped like a mummy, just like Lalita, Mathilda and Isabelle had been before. Her middle and her breasts were still free, and her big toes were tied. Mike leaned her against the wall when Lalita suddenly asked:

»What about me?«

Mike turned towards her and put his hands on her shoulders.

»You, Lolly? Well, since I just promised money to some journalists I hardly know, I am sure I can also persuade Bishop to buy your silence, too. I think »Lolly`s Panty-Monium« may be able to expand soon. How about some bigger rooms, maybe a few employees?«

Lalita nodded pensively. So far, she had never considered the financial aspect of how things had turned so far. Then, she bit her lower lip and stepped from one foot to the other.

»If you have to go to the bathroom, just go!«

Lalita laughed and shook her head. Then, she said with a hoarse voice:

»Please, don`t call me ungrateful, I mean, my »Panty-Monium« could definitely need some financial help. The thing is, Julie didn`t just get the money, but-«

Mike saw how the girl peeked at Alinda and he smiled.

»Ah, I understand! You mean that you have a thing or two you want to tell Alinda, before you and her will have to part.«

The smile on Lalita´s face was both frightening and lascivious. Alinda let out a faint mew and Lalita cocked her head and asked:

»Since your Mr. Bishop`s men will take some time – would you mind if Alinda and I withdrew – downstairs, into the sauna?«

***

Mike slowed down when he approached the door of the living room. He had just carried Alinda downstairs, followed by Lalita who had told him to knock before he would fetch her. Then, she had closed the door and hung a towel over the window from the inside.

Now, he saw the door behind which now only Amy and Isabelle were waiting. The woman he loved – and the one who had managed to hurt her deep inside her soul. Carefully, he peeked through the gap of the ajar door.

Isabelle had risen from her armchair and stood in front of the table, opposite to the hogtied Amy. In her hand, she held the Martinet, repeatedly raising her arm as if to strike, but always letting it sink after a few seconds. Her chest was heaving and there was a wild expression on her face. Mike stepped inside and gently put his hands on her shoulder.

»There is a riding crop in one of the cellar rooms, too!«

Isabelle slightly shook her head. Mike continued to slightly massage her shoulders, feeling the tension she was under through the thin silk of the bathrobe. The Martinet fell from her hand and suddenly, she spun around and cuddled against him. Mike slung his arms around her and when he looked down on her, he could see the tears in her green eyes.

»It wouldn`t help! Even if I had a bull whip, and the strength of a heavy weight boxer, it wouldn`t help! Nothing could repair what she has destroyed!«

She wanted to break free, but Mike tightened his grip.

»She has not destroyed any of the feelings I have for you, Belle!«

Their lips met and this time, Isabelle reacted to it, though it was far from being a passionate kiss. When he looked at her again, two tears had found the way down her cheeks.

»I – I love you! And I know that you mean what you are saying! But – when we were down in that cellar – when she had me tied up – touched me-«

Since Amy had gleefully told him what she had done to Isabelle, Mike more or less understood what had happened a few hours before. He raised one of his hands to brush through her hair.

»Every man has a breaking point! And I am sure you persisted longer than most others would have, Jolie Belle!«

Isabelle sniffled. It felt good to have Mike´s strong arms around her. However, she still felt guilty, as if she had betrayed him. She wanted to say something, but Mike now loosened his grip. His arms brushed over hers; then, he took her hand and went to his knees. From his pocket, he took the engagement ring.

»Mike, I-I-I-«

»Don`t worry, I have cleaned it before!«

Isabelle uttered a sound like a cough. Mike looked up to her.

»Isabelle Veronique Marceau, despite this rather failed attempt of a test honeymoon – do you still want to become my wife?«

He put the ring on her finger and this time, the tears ran down Isabelle´s cheeks. She blinked and stammered:

»I-if you st-stop using m-m-my second n-name!«

Mike rose and took her in his arms again. With a grin, he asked:

»How about ›Sniffling Sissy‹!«

»Rot in hell!«

They kissed, and this time, it was as if the world spun around them. Never had Isabelle thought that relief could feel so wonderful. Even the fact that Amy was still less than a yard beside them no longer bothered her. The fact that the blonde was now helplessly packed and had her evil mouth stuffed, was no longer able to hurt her or Mike, even stoked her growing passion. As she finally withdrew from Mike, her eyes sparkled and her cheeks had reddened.

»You said, the neighbours didn`t hear the shots?«, she breathed.

»Well – no«, Mike answered with a drawling voice. Isabelle began to fumble on his belt.

»Then, they should also not get disturbed if I will soon yell your name!«

Mike felt her work on his shirt button; then, with an impatient groan, she ripped the shirt open. When her eyes well on the new bandages, she hesitated:

»Will it go?«

Her bathrobe now gaped and Mike was sure that it would definitely go, simply because he hadn`t enough blood left above his waist to bleed. They sank down on the carpet and for a moment, Mike could see the face of Amy, who now would have to watch how much she had failed in breaking his Isabelle.

»Maybe, looking at her will help me to endure a little longer!«, he thought whilst Isabelle almost angrily pulled down his jeans together with the pants.

The End