"I had no words as thoughts raced around in my head. I truly had no idea what was in store for me, and I could not muster up the courage to move or sp...ak, let alone try to run. I opened my mouth once or twice, but nothing came out. I must have looked like a truly pathetic fool. I just stared up at her, now unable to see her face as her massive beautiful body towered over me, glorious, intimidating, and naked.Part of me wanted to prostrate myself, kiss her feet, and beg for forgiveness. But if I. “But I have to admit,” he turned and winked at me, “he was right. I’m going to enjoy your tits, Maria Pardo. We all are, aren’t we?”His question was met with a low guttural chorus of assent. A loose group of men stood just inside the entrance to the bondage chamber, watching intently.“You are going to earn your nickname of titsMaria, slut.”He grabbed Maria’s nipples between thumb and forefinger and jerked them up, forcing Maria onto tiptoe to relieve the strain. It looked like he had stretched. Remember, I represented thebuyer for the Shaw sale last summer?"Oh, yes, of course I recall. Sorry I didn't recognize you, you'vechanged your look a bit, haven't you." No apology necessary, Sherri. Yes, I have. New hair color and style.After all, what's the point of being a girl if you don't have a littlefun, eh?" So true, Jacqueline, so true..."My memory started functioning. Yes, Jacqueline Bardot, I remember her.Originally from Quebec, now a U.S. citizen by way of a failed marriage.Nice. After I had concluded my story he quietly observed me before asking, “Do you have family nearby?”“No, they all live a million miles away,” I answered.After another pause, he continued, “I work with two guys who went to rehab and are doing rather well at the moment. The one has been clean for more than over a year, and the other for about six months or so. Maybe your mom just needs a bit of help.” There was another pause before he again began to speak. “I could make a few inquiries and get the.