I pulled on my shirt and fled the locker room. In a way, I wasrelieved. Relieved that this was finally over with. The game as it hadbeen set up was...not winnable. Now, I would not be expected to play itany longer."Do you, Bronson Pyper, vow before Jovin to walk the path of eve?" thepriest asked me from the other side of the railing. This part of theceremony was called The Interrogation. The priest held up the triangleof law to remind me that I was bound to answer truthfully. Once againhe. Kevin turned, keeping Paula in front of him, then removed one hand long enough to reach back and turn the lock on the bathroom door."Anything? A dangerous promise, my slut." His hands moved to the front of her blouse, opening it and baring her breasts. She shivered, almost feeling heat from his eyes on her flesh. "You enjoyed being cleaned by that young man didn't you?" Yes Master, he had a very good mouth. I liked the way he sucked my breasts. He wasn't as good as you, but it was so exciting. I may be a sweet person but I don't cross the line nor give mixed signals to the opposite sex. A simple conversation or chat is all it takes and I will be ready to listen to you. I may be reading something about wife sharing, i****t, IR sex and BDSM but trust me, it's the least thing that I want. I love to read but sometimes I get carried away whenever there's abusing, degrading and the worst wife being taken away to become a slave. There's one member here that blocked me coz I have expressed. Her legs barely held her as she managed to walk down the hall into the bathroom. There she started to fill the bath before she went to relieve herself. She stared at herself in the mirror as the bath finished filling. She had bruises all over her body. Her nipples were bruised and cracked. Her cunt lips were so swollen she couldn’t fully close her legs. Welts covered her torso from the lash. Cuts circled her wrists and ankles from the restraints. She shook her head and gotten into the frothy.