In her forced solitude and deprivation from the outside world, her thoughts begun to race. She had absolutely no idea where this journey would take her and how far (not only by distance) it would go. A quiet, but nagging fear started to creep inside her mind. Slowly it tried to overtake her. Only, her trust in his judgement and care for her managed to soothe her somewhat. Instinctively, she knew that whatever he had planned for her, she would never be in any real danger and she had nothing to fear but the fear itself. Yet, the demons in her head kept getting louder and she found it very difficult to silence them. A sudden change in direction of the car which set her off balance tore her out of her thought chain. She had no chance of finding out what was going on outside or even where they were and where they would be going. Somehow the whole situation turned her on. She could barely sustain the heat, moisture, and itching between her legs. She wanted to be used – now – hard – as a pleasure doll – HIS doll.