I was lost in my own world and didn’t hear if she moaned or groaned.“Why did you choose Mark?” I rested the horsewhip on her ass.“He was the e...sy option.” I hit her ass hard once per cheek before resting the horsewhip on her ass again.“Why did you choose Mark?” I asked again putting an edge of exasperation in my voice.“He was the easy option and he is rich,” she said with a hint of shame in her voice.“Didn’t you always say money meant nothing to you?” I asked quietly.“I did say that sir.” She. 395 Willow Ave. These men must have been stalking her. She has been hanging in this position for over a day now. Her piss and shit all over the floor and her legs. Again the first man comes in scrubs her off and rinses her with the cold water. To her relief he un hooks her from this horrible position. She is lead by her leash to a room in a different part of the massive development. Room number 395. The entire room is bare, minus some hooks in the floor, ceiling and walls. She sees a small. Amy slowly ease the door open a little further and turned with her back to the opening of the door and untied the bottom string on her bikini top and took it off. She took a deep breath as she listened to Shannon’s foot’s step’s passing by as she stood there messing with the string on her top.Shannon knew Amy didn’t leave the door open for no reason so she walked slowly up to the door and asked Amy, “are you having problem’s sweetie?”“I had a knot in this string,” answered Amy, as she turned. Ush the T.G. mode button: Part 2 by DebWebDan is now transformed beyond recognition of his former self. Can heresist the temptation of his newfound desires?>