Brett checked into her hotel room a day early. She had planned to arrive on Saturday but at the last minute decided she needed time on her own in town...before everyone else arrived. She wanted to look around town and see some of her old stomping grounds without the crowds. Friday night was a perfect opportunity to do it so she changed her plans and didn’t even tell Austin. Brett heard a knock on the hotel room door. She had only been in the room for five minutes and wondered who it could be. The four of them walked across to Tony's office."I'll wait out here," said Bill.Susie smiled gratefully at him.Tony stood and came round from behind his desk when they walked in. He did not attempt to take Susie's hands. He looked sad and compassionate."I'm so sorry, Susie," said gently. "I really, really am."She smiled back wanly. "Thank you, Tony." Right, sit yourselves down. Bill has given me an outline of what he understands happened. I don't want or need to go over it again. Andy Rivers. "You like that, don't you Kong? You like seeing me hurt my Bitch."It didn't take long before I was cumming."Swallow every drop, Bitch."When she had finished, he patted her on the head."That's a good, Bitch. No go back to your bed."He followed her over, replaced the blindfold and chained her up.I could tell when he released her because she dropped to her knees, sobbing softly.He left, but was only gone for a few minutes before returning with a rolled up sleeping bag and a five gallon bucket,. I bet you're quite popular with married couples, aren't you, Tim. How about every time I say "baseball", Lana becomes my sex slave?" I suggested."That's a rather common word to trigger such a response, Mr. Stone. May I suggest something a bit more unusual, just to be on the safe side?" replied Tim."Yeah, you're right. I don't want a word everyone will be using when the World Series starts. I have it, Tim. I want her to respond when I say "Tasmania"! That's a word I never hear in normal.