I gave the collar another jolt. "Sit." Hey...ow!" She dropped to the bed, knees together, hands in her lap."Bad girl. Sit," I repeated and shocked her...again. She looked at me nervously now, unsure what I wanted. "Sit!"Stacy slid off the bed onto the floor and got to her knees, rested her ass on her heels and her palms on the floor in front of her.I patted her head. "Good girl. Stay." I walked back to the suitcase and took out a box of doggie treats. Liver and chicken flavored. I broke one in. He could feel it vibrating; he put his ear to it, and he could hear low moans, grunts, and cries from the next room.“It sounds like Sue’s tanning suit didn’t stay on lo...” He never finished his thought as he completed his turn.Terry had removed the robe; it was lying on the bed. She was standing looking at him. Her suit seemed to consist of more string than material, two thin strips extended down from the halter at her neck barely covering her areoles her nipples standing proud, the black of. All excitement gone only to be replaced with terrible pain. "No please not again," he screamed as he draw her leg back, but to no avail, the second kick was delivered even harder into his aching balls. He passed out from the terrible pain in his balls, only coming to as he heard her on the phone to his mother in law."Mommy you must come here and look at my sissy husband," Oh thank you mommy, I know you will what to do with the sissy." Her mother owned the company he worked for. And she had. They had nothing to pack their clothes in for their return trip, so after brunch, they went to one of the shops in the lobby and bought one large suitcase to hold everything. They also bought themselves bathing suits as they decided to lounge out by the pool after they checked out since their flight back to L.A. didn't leave until six o'clock.They packed everything, leaving their casual clothes on top to change back into when they were ready to leave. They went back down to the lobby to check.