Yes

She slowly raised her foot and I slipped the trainer off her foot, leaving the delicate pink ankle sock where it was. I then tapped her other leg with my hand and she obiediently raised that foot, crying softly.

"Good girl" I said

"Dont do this, please, just let me go"

I though it was time for Jayne to learn some truths. As I gentled loosed the draw string of her tracksuit bottoms I looked at her face

"Jayne, you need to understand something. This whole **** has been planned down to the final detail. Someone has taken your place on that flight and in a few hours will arrive in the USA, there they will dissappear"

She was hardly breathing

"I know you have had no contact with anyone for a few weeks, you will not be missed by boyfriend or family, you have left no affairs unattended.. paid of your bills, sold car etc."

Tears started to fall down her face

"Even if eventually people start to miss you, it will be months, the police will not commit to looking for you when you have so many reasons for wanting hide from family and friends"

I leaned in close

"You are mine completely, I could kill you now and no-one will ever know"

NOw she started to sob, shaking her heaad in disbelief

"However Jayne, if you keep me entertained and do as you are told, I may reward you occasionally."

The drawstring was open now and I needed to untie her legs to remove the pants

"Jayne, I am going to untie your legs so I can remove these pants. I could easily cut them off, but I will give you the choice"

I untied the straps on her ankles, and she immediatly drew her legs togther. I slowely pulled the tracksuit pants down and they slid easily over her legs. I took in a deep breath as her wonderful rounded thighs were revealed. Her soft cotten panties were simple, yet coupled with the little pink ankel socks were thrillingly inncoent.

Down to her knees, and her ankles the tracksuit bottoms fell, and I again slapped her leg.

"Lift your leg"