Zitternd, mit verbundenen Augen stand Barbara in dem k?hlen Raum. Sie h?rte das Knarzen, als das Streckbett vorbereitet wurde.?Entkleidet sie und mach... sie fertig! Mustert sie auf Hexenmale!? h?rte Barbara eine Stimme, es war der Hexenj?ger. Zwei grobe H?nde griffen sie an den Schultern. Zwei andere H?nde l?sten ihre Fesseln und begannen ihr Kleid zu ?ffnen. Barbara widerstand heftig, aber es brachte ihr eine Ohrfeige ein. Jetzt wurden ihr die Arme hinter dem R?cken festgehalten, w?hrend sie. Wide leather cuffs like the ones on the meat display girl were draped next to each chair. A regen hood was on the left arm of each chair. On the right arm was a three foot long section of metal pipe with a leather cuff on each end. Marie began to nervously remove her clothes. Soon she was down to bra and panties.Alice walked in just as Marie was removing her bra. “Hun, you will have no problem being marked grade A. You look great. I wish I had breasts that size. Mine are barely a 32 B.” Alice. Thompson noticed that Eric’s usual circle of friends were with him. Eric liked to have an audience.“Of course you don’t wanna fight. You’re not stupid. You’re smart enough to know not to fight me. But not smart enough to keeping your fucking mouth shut.” Thompson had mocked Eric the previous year when he’d had Frank to cover for him. Now it was time for payback. Eric moved in, swinging at Thompson’s head. Without even thinking about it, Thompson ducked, for he’d seen the punching coming almost. “This is how you will kneel when you are either serving me or waiting for me. This position, your full attention on me and only me.” You leaned forward and continued, “…Even if I’m not in the room, not in the same building - even if I’m nowhere near at all. When you are waiting for me, you are doing nothing else but waiting for me. Is that understood?”“Yes, Sir,” I replied, nodding to show both my understanding and acceptance. “Good. Whenever I tell you to take the First Position, this is.