Fuck. It was going to kick off.An image jumped, unbidden, into his mind.On his knees, ambulance sirens in the distance, audible yet still too far away... The kid coughing and spluttering, his girlfriend weeping and wailing. Cullis's hands over the kid's throat, trying in vain to hold it together, hot blood gushing through his fingers in steady spurts, forming a growing pool around his feet.He was never going to get rid of that one.Phil was still reeling from Rosa's kiss when he noticed the lead. She untied me but only to bind me into another position. I laid on my back on the table while she put a spreader bar between my ankles and spread my legs to the edge of pain. She then used more rope to tie my hands to my legs. In this position I was open and vulnerable even more than in the one before. The camera was still running and filming me. I suddenly realized it might be a live stream! Even though I did some nudism and public flashing but bondage in front of other people was humiliating. Though it was against the rules, he unlocked a door and opened it a crack."We're..." was all he got out before he fell into a stunned silence.The teen pushed open the door. "Mind if we come in?" she asked sweetly.The janitor didn't move.On the walk leading to the door appeared six figures wrapped in full length cape and hood. With the shadows created by the parking lot light, he could not see what was under the cloaks.With the six, were three more people. Two women wearing the same dress as the. Over twelve different languages were involved, with more to come. I walked into the kitchen and Ellie, our nanny, was there sitting at the table drinking coffee. "Hi, Ellie," I said while pouring myself a cup. "I will be at the mall today shopping. If you need me, call me. Do you want me to pickup anything for you?" "Thank you, Mrs. Summers, I don't think I need anything. Wait, I could use some new black seamed stockings if you have time." "No problem, I'll be leaving shortly, I will catch.