’ ‘What about when he phoned for the girls?’ ‘He never used the same agency, and he used different accents. Anyway I made a decision. I start...d whipping him, lightly. He told me to put some effort into it. So I did, I got harder and harder, until he started screaming in pain. He told me to stop, and then he begged me to stop. I started yelling at him to confess. I hit him harder and harder. Eventually the door burst open. He had all the answers, he sat crying, wanting to know why I had. Her pale skin gleamed in contrast to the darkness behind her and He watched as she shivered... more from the anticipation than from the cool air.The straps were tight and she wriggled against them... arms pulled behind the chair. Leather thongs around wrists, drawing her shoulders back and thrusting her breasts forward toward Him and the fire. Her lips were already curled in pain and the welts were red and raised on her inner thighs. Knees had been pulled open and tied to chairs on either side. I stopped only once to let Jess out to go to the toilet and to gas up the truck. Jess was very nervous in the seat next to me. She was only a puppy but she could sense my stress about our possible impending doom.We arrived at Brian's beach house mid afternoon. Brian was actually out on the deck with a beer in his hand and I took for granted that he would recognize me. He didn't."Can I help you buddy?"He obviously hadn't looked at my truck properly; I was about to reply when Jess came bounding. I told Christi I needed to go to the restroom. I actually looked for and found Rob. I asked if he could leave when we did and he said yes. He had done all of his required work there. I told him great! Shortly after I got back to the table Rob came by and I asked for the check. I asked him where he lived and he told me. It was in the vicinity of the bar we were planning on going to so I boldly asked if he would like a ride. He said he didn't want to impose and I assured him it was no problem..