...... but first where's your knicker drawer and also where's your stockings and tights drawer?" She pretended to resist but I could se... the flush on her face as I handed her my brief case and Barbour jacket to carry and dragged her upstairs by her wrist. She told me which was her bedroom and I dragged her into it and made her stand in front of a full length cheval mirror. "take off that awful sweater" I ordered. She did so and dropped it on the floor. "Pick. At this point all I have left is my mind and the pain all over. Three days ago they tied my wrists to the bars behind me, not to prevent me from escaping, there was never a chance of that, but to keep me from hurting myself.The other girls have started to stir, their sniffling and crying just white noise to me now. I cried all my tears the first week, raging against the bars, screaming at anyone who passed to free me until I lost my voice. I try to shift my position to a more comfortable one,. Shirl said that I should ask them what was wrong but I counseled that we should wait.They came over the next morning after breakfast and chores. Bennie said, "We need to talk to both of you, please." Shirl was a little shocked since Janice had always been the talker. We nodded and all four of us sat at the kitchen table. The kids were at their schools for the day.After sitting down with coffee, Bennie said, "We have a good problem. We know what we want but aren't sure how to go about it." Shirl. “I know you are at the court. If you want to meet me, the gent’s washroom!”That was not something Mumtaz would do. She had hardly 30 minutes for the hearing, and she would not even go near the gent’s washroom. “No! I have a hearing. Also, who the hell are you?” Mumtaz was trying to be rude.“The man who did this to you!” came a reply with the same photo he took yesterday. Mumtaz resting on the table with her breasts popping out and skirt pulled up till her waist, exposing all of her pussy.“Don’t.