<div class="floatleft">(http://i1110.photobucket.com/albums/h455/juanitasub/1253365694535.jpg)</div>Jasmine was picked up, wrapped on a towel and carried off lick a sack of potatoes draped over Marc's shoulder. She was glad to be out of the cold bathtub, but was wondering if going with Marc would be better or worse. Not that she had any say in the matter, tied up like she was was now. She didn't dare struggle against him not wanting to fall hard to the floor.<br/><br/>Arriving at a bedroom he lowered her to the bed. He then continued to dry her off, groping her in the process. Then tossing the towel aside, he began to roughly fondle her breasts, making no attempt to be gentle about it.<br/><br/>Jasmine could see his erection growing as he enjoyed her breasts. He made no attempt to hide it, pushing his sweat pants to the floor exposing himself to her. Jasmine was looking at him upside down now, her head hanging upside down off the bed. She gulped hearing that she would have to earn her breakfast. She knew what that meant and stuttered out a reply, "Please...I don't think...I can't do it...like this...upside down....and all....Please no..." Jasmine was shaking again, but not from the cold, but from fear.<br/>