Sam doesn't push her too hard that first week - a mild flagellation, followed by soothing creams and passionate love making to take the pain away.Week...two, Tuesday 8AMat breakfast: "Mum your chastity belt is showing"."Sorry baby" replied the sub, inching up her pyjama bottoms to cover the metal waistband.Justine's degradation at the hands of her new Master was progressing faster than she had imagined or hoped for.After Molly had left for school it was important to prepare herself for a long day. He grabbed the other blanket and pulled her to the corner of the mattress that was tucked into the far corner of the room. He worried now about the glass in the window above them, whipping the blanket out to wrap over the two of them to give them protection from flying shards, just in case. Huddled together, his arms holding her, their faces close under the blanket, they listened to the terror that danced and played just above them.Rich could feel her breasts pressed against his chest, her. “I won! I won! I wooooooon!” Tammy crowed, prancing around the living room.“Beginner’s luck,” Dave chuckled.“Need I remind you that I’m the one who came in last!” Maddie chimed in.“I won! I won!” Tammy continued, until a moment later, she froze in place. “Mama? Jabar?” she asked to nobody in particular, her voice barely a whisper.“Tammy? Is something wrong?” Maddie replied.“No… no, Mama! Don’t go in there!” Tammy shouted.“Tammy, what’s going on?” Dave asked, alarmed by her. In the middle of the bathroom, and a little to the left, stood an old Victorian bathtub and at the far wall to the right were two sinks and at the opposite side there stood a dressing table. The floor and the walls were covered in light blue tiles. And in the middle of the room there was a drain.To the left and in the front, there was the kitchen. At the side walls, there were the typical kitchen closets, and it was equipped with all the modern household appliances. Sandra even saw an espresso.