It happened only a few days ago I was driving home after a very long few days away on a course it was late about 1130pm and I was tired so I pulled in...o a lay-by to get a bit of rest, the lay-by was deserted and it was quite hot so I pulled up turned my lights off and rolled the window down, after I had a cigarette I pushed my seat back and reclined it and was asleep in minutes few. I awoke to a noise not sure what it was I sat up and noticed quite a few cars had pulled in and to my surprise. He stood up and took a second to look at her, bound and unconscious, before pulling out her lost keys from the black bag of toys, where he’d hidden them. He had them all along… he edged downstairs and dropped the keyring into her bag, and then came back to find her bleary eyed, but awake. He smiled and tugged the toys out of her holes, painfully, and then unstrapped her. She stayed where she was, exhausted. He started towards the door, but as he placed his hand on the door handle he heard her. Some relatively large, e.g., some of 6A, back when they'd been 3C, had spent a fair bit of time working on a Chinese girl over the 2005 summer vacation that Lily had been back in Hong Kong, hoping the new girl would be as compliant and useful as Lily. It turned out that she'd been initially easy, but once she'd thought her hooks were deep enough into me, she'd become a gold-digger. Her requests for me to repeatedly buy her stuff in return for sex - and she preferred the stuff first otherwise. I walked back downstairs, took the large flat whip off its wall hanger, and silently approached the girls. They were just hanging there without talk, blindfolded, occasionally flexing a muscle to relieve the strains. I knew that the quiet was just about to end. With a careful aim, and making sure to keep the whip flat to her skin, I laid a stroke across the middle of Thistle's back. I didn't use my whole strength, by far, but still, it was a hard lash, meant to hurt. Thistle's reaction was.