The touch was familiar, a man who knew he could do almost anything he wanted, as Trev curled his hand around her thigh and rubbed against her crotch as he lifted her.  It also highlighted, as he lifted her easily, just how weak she was.  The thought, the touch, it all brought a warmth to the pit of her stomach.  She'd already resigned herself to what she had agreed to do, now she found herself responding.<br/><br/>"That one."  Helena whined as they came up to the master bedroom complete with four-poster bed.  Whoever lived here clearly had money, she had to wonder why they'd rent it out.  Were they house poor?  Were they involved somehow?  She made a mental note to check the owner of the address later.  The closet opened to reveal the normal clothes and a small, cheap, safe that had probably been purchased for $30 at Walmart.  It was small and light enough that a thief could just as easily take it with them.<br/><br/>"6969."  Helena answered with wild eyes as she sat on Trev's lap, his cock rubbing against her ass, his muscles against the soft swell of her ass.  "Please!"  She whined as he gave his stage whisper and his hand slid up her belly.  "I told you the combination!  You promised not to hurt me!"  The bra peeled away to allow her full breasts to bounce free, far larger than they had looked in the confines of the overly tight garment.  Her skin was marked where the band had dug into her skin, but otherwise it was an impressive sight as the milky-pale globes stood free.  "No!"  She protested his comment about a real man's cock, even as she blushed red.  Her real reaction matching the proper one.