<br/>Jennifer fell into a sea of blackness and swam in its enveloping, still weightlessness until ripples disturbed its surface; ripples made by her own physical responses. She awoke to the pulsing climax from the tiny chamber between her thighs. It was this she noticed even before the catalyst for her response. As she ascended from the blackness, she broke the surface, rising into a nightmare. Her orgasm, provoked by the physical, was halted abruptly by the terror that rose in her mind. She began to weep as he abused her sex. Each stroke into her, penetrated her soul and her mind and she began to struggle against the restraints. “Let me go,” she whispered, her voice only a rasping croak. “Let me go or let me die.” Tears dripped from her face to the dirty floor below.<br/><br/>