Your whole body is on fire from pain and lust. You get into the shower and feel the warm water flow over every bruise and welt on your body. You begin...to wash your self. As the wash cloth passes over your nipple you can't help but let out a small moan. You remember what he said, you can't cum. You continue to wash avoiding any areas that might arouse you further. You wince as you reach each welt and can't help but feel wet thinking about how it looks. How abused and used you must appear. You. As for the rest of my stay I was still in the dark. It was 4pm when the phone rang. It was Mistress phoning to tell me I was about to have a few visitors and that I was to do endure whatever they did to me, and she would be getting feedback. She then quickly reminded me about the fast approaching 5o'clock hour just before faggot and hanging up.In only about five minutes there was a knock at the door. I looked out the peep hole and saw five older business types. For some reason I kind of relaxed. .. ' I said, my hands going for his, one on my boob and the other between my legs. Busy hands they were too! ' ... that we'd better leave it there, I think, ' I gasped, and managed to pull off his hands. I twisted myself round the bed post. Left him watching. Stretched. Looked at my blouse.Damn it, he'd ripped off a button.'I think you like it, sweetheart, ' he said, hand at his crotch.Vulgar fellow.I ignored him, went to the window. Looked out.'You know you like it, ' I heard him say,. It was a man, tall and dressed in black. Could be around 40 or so. “Ehhh” was all she could say. “I can help you with sexual deviations” he said, but remained in the doorway, blocking it. She was caught in a cul-de-sac. Again! “Well, I…” “No, don´t be shy…” The man took a few steps towards her. She swallowed. This could not be happening, not again, not already! “What exact deviation do you want to explore?” he asked in a soft, dark voice. Then he had his hand on the side of her hip. She looked.