I went through the front doors at a loud drinking establishment. I glanced around as it went quiet and walked across to the bar. The tender moved away...as I approached and a heavy set man stood, "we do not allow your kind in here."I turned to face him, "Kimball Harris, wanted for rape, petty theft and arson."He shifted as the room went still. I snorted, "your bounty would not pay me enough to buy a drink let alone kill you."Several men laughed and he shrugged before grinning, "in that case the. “Ingrid’s technique is to findthe one thing that lets her control people and shecallously uses it. With Johnny, it was money andprestige. Your one thing was easy,” she laughed. “Yourcock!”“And you? What does she use on you to keep you here?”Kimberley smiled and stood in front of me so her crotch,covered by tight black lycra shorts was in my face. “Me?She knows I like to tease,” she smiled, pushing hercrotch closer to my face. “No thong. "Now, I have a question for you." Ok," she replied."Do you remember using the cucumbers on yourself?"Catherine laughed."Yes, I do remember that. It was probably the only thing I did, sex wise, without being under yours or Carl's control. I'd learned that a long time ago when I'd accidentally walked in on my mother at a much younger age. She lying on her bed, naked as a Jay Bird, with her legs spread wide open and she was shoving that cucumber into her pussy like there was no tomorrow. I never. Ray grabbed a bottle of Fat Tire out of the fridge and sat himself down on the old couch in the living room. All the furniture in this place had pretty much come from thrift stores and nothing matched. There was no sense in buying anything new since they were planning on just leaving everything here after they were done. Let somebody else figure out what to do with it.Janice joined him, relaxing in one of the mismatched armchairs and nibbling on some Ritz crackers. She had donned a nice.