As she prepared the room she felt herself falling deeper and deeper into the mindset he wanted her in for the evening ahead. She set out entertainment...ready - extreme DVDs only available via *very* underground channels - and stocked the fridge fully with cans of beer. At the other end of the room she covered the area with thick black plastic sheeting and set up the whipping bench, attaching restraints ready. The equipment he had specified was set out, and she shivered as her gaze landed briefly. After several minutes they pulled the helpless girl kicking and screamdownstairs to the kitchen. Bob told her ? you can yell and scream all you want,but no one will hear you.? they tied her arms over her head and stretched herup on her toes in the kitchen and sat down to eat breakfast. Jennifer watchedthem as they ogled her nearly nude body while they discussed what they plannedto do to her. The shame and humiliation was bad enough as she was forced tohang helpless in front of them, it was a. Never had she felt such power as the football player lifting her showed. He didn't even seem to notice her weight. She struggled a little and found herself as firmly trapped by him as if she had been embedded in a solid block of concrete.Bradford took out a ring of keys and opened the chain-link door that she couldn't get through earlier. She cursed under her breath. If only she'd had those keys. The blonde girl's pussy still stung a little from the effect of the broom handle fucking, but not. “So, what happened next?” he asked. By the time he’d finished Robert’s mouth was dry.Sir Wilbur sat back in his chair thinking for a few moments, “What happens now Robert.”“Well I’m on three weeks medical leave. At the end of that I will have to take a medical to see if I’m fit for flying duties.”“Do you want to return to flying?” He asked. “Of course sir.”“Umm, you know Robert, your parents would have been enormously proud of you as I am! They’re always in my thoughts.” “Mine too sir.” He.