As consciousness returned, feeling the cuffs and chains, moaning through my ring gag, I recalled being lost in a sea of cocks as I was used over an ov...r again by unknown men, in the basement of this sex club. My owners made sure I didn't know where it was, and I cursed myself for being excited by that. The slave in the cell next to me looked on with curiosity and sympathy, she was dressed as a cheerleader and chained up like I was. I wondered if there were others, how many, and what I'd gotten. .. Natalie's a vegetarian," Ginny informed me."In that case I'll use Quorn mince for her but make sure I allow it to marinade for a while," I answered."Thank you, John," Natalie replied demurely looking at the floor as if frightened to look me in the face."No problem, we often have guests who won't eat meat, though Matt's Vegan girlfriend was difficult," I chuckled."Not to mention heading towards anorexic and unhealthy," Ginny added."She was OK, just needed more minerals and vitamins," I. "Where are you going?" "To show Mr Glimmeridge." But it's the middle of the night, Henry!" He'll want to see this."I raced along the dark passages to his room, Isobel following anxiously in my wake. Reaching his door, I tapped it several times with my foot. It opened and the nurse's head appeared in the crack."Major?" I have something to show Mr Glimmeridge, if he's awake." Well . . . ."From the room beyond came a reedy but eager voice. "Henry? Is that you Henry?"The door opened wider and I. They gave her a sore back, and they bounced all over the place when she went running.And that happened quite a lot. Dawn took good care of her body and all that squatting, running, spinning and stepping kept her in pristine shape, with long shapely legs and a butt that was a bit big and well-rounded but beautiful and tight nevertheless.And she dressed sexy too. Dawn loved everything that was short, low cut, skin tight, skimpy, lacy and cute. She loved to tease, to turn heads and to get.