If he wanted her to be a willing participant he really should have started this way, just taking risqué pictures of her until she was willing to go further. She lowered her head as close to the floor as she could and just flopped against the side of the tub with her tongue hanging out, licking the white marble in-between bouts of vomiting water. XXX The thought excited him more than it bothered him. Eventually she moved to the edge of the tub and leaned over the side, pressing the rim into her stomach to force the water she swallowed out. It was not that she could not unlock it but it would take too long to get out of the room before he caught her if she tried to flee.
