Homeless, bum on the street; probably had been filthy too before they cleaned him up in the jail.I got laughed at in the office. “You sure ain’t g...nna win that one, girl,” one of the partners told me, grinning. “They’re throwing you in the deep end. Still, be good experience, get your feet wet, give it your best shot.”The prosecutor told me the same thing. “No deals on this one, we’re going all the way,” he said when I approached him about a plea bargain. “It’s tight, and he’s going to take the. Pushing at one pair of heavy leather boots, the legs parted for me to pass, but just as I got half way through they closed up around my waist. LET ME GO I screamed but not sure if anybody could hear as I tried to twist myself out from between the legs that were crushing around my waist. Then I felt the back of my skirt being pulled up and I started to pound my fist on the guys toes while shouting that he let me go. I squirmed as I felt an open palm rub itself over my barely covered ass. Then. Weasel started pulling Chris' leash leading him to the center of the room. A small platform had been set up with a raised step at one side. Chris resisted. Weasel said, "It looks our little pig is showing some attitude." Without further ado he started whipping Chris with the end of the leash.Chris said, "Ow. Stop it. Ow."Weasel whipped him even harder.Chris said, "Ow. OK, all ready." He started crawling forward on his hands and knees.Weasel continued to whip Chris with the leash. He said,. My friend who was bigger and a bit stronger than me refused and ran away leaving me with them. They could see I was frightened and would do what they said, and they were right. They told me to take off my shorts and tee shirt and not to worry as I would enjoy it, whatever 'it' was. I did as I was told and shyly took off my shirt and then undid the zip on my shorts (I remember the zipper sounding really loud in the quietness). They then told me to get on all fours facing away from them, which I.