You can use whatever means you like for those five minutes to restore Mr. Rudolph’s erection. If he is still flaccid at the end, we will tie you up ...ogether, back to back, and subject you to five minutes of being body-whipped by Carl with the heaviest whip. If Mr. Rudolph is still limp at the end of that, his punishment will be forgiven.”Both girls stepped back from Andrew, in horror. Both screens showed “5:00” in large letters. A siren sounded, and the count-down started. Rebecca was the first. Standing up, pressing a hand to her back, she stretched for a moment, unmindful for a moment of how she looked. The admiring looks of not only Goosh, but Steve and Robbie as well, made her realize she was displaying herself a bit more than she realized.Smiling a bit awkwardly as she stood upright, bringing her arms back in front of her like normal, Niki glanced at the board, though not with a lot of understanding. She had not really paid attention to their game, so even though it looked nice. Emma asked, “Where is my brother, and when is someone going to tell me what the hell is going on?”“It will all be explained to you. For now, you need to eat your lunch. I am sure someone will be up this afternoon to explain everything to you,” the guard said.Emma then watched the two guards take the dirty breakfast dishes and cart, and then leave; leaving her once again locked in the apartment. She had no choice but to sit down and eat lunch. It was in the early afternoon when Emma heard the. “Anything Polish please,” she replied, momentarily stunned to be asked the question; the places she frequented sold vodka and that was it, but she'd once been given a bottle of the Polish stuff and had enjoyed it.“Okay Franco and I'll have my usual thanks.”“Very good sir,” the waiter said and disappeared just as discreetly as he's appeared.He arrived back at the table with the drinks within minutes. He placed the vodka and tonic in front of her and what looked like a large bourbon in front of.