Well I couldn't come up with anything and contacting the police was out. I couldn't give Mr Big what he wanted, things were beyond that.Usually the dr...g cartel was less than subtle but this time they decided that a softer approach was needed. They would get me but not before they made me suffer. The finger was just the first instalment.The police picked up Mr Big but inevitably some members missed detention and despite searching many sites, Sarah remained missing. I was safe for the moment with. Charlie loved when his online friend shared such pictures with him. He excitedly typed, "Holy shit, you do that??" You know I did" came back almost instantly. "Had to share my art with someone who appreciates it."This conversation had begun months ago, when Charlie made a post about looking for people near him with similar interests. An account by the name of NormalGuyAnon replied after a bit, and they quickly bonded over fetishes. That bond grew over time to include video games, movies, food. I could feel her cool fingers flexing on my buttocks through the satin gown."...lipstick," she murmured in my ear.I reached into the purse dangling from my shoulder and had pulled out a lipstick that matched my shoes. I applied it as she moved behind me, running her hands down my stomach. Once again she whispered in my ear. I couldn't remember what she'd said. All I could see was the bottomless blue of her eyes as she gazed at me in the mirror. I spread my legs slightly and allowed her to pull. As they drove slowly out of the hospital grounds, Sarah began to give her account of what had happened to her."Well, we were moving some furniture: big cabinets, which should have been moved weeks ago. They weren't really heavy, just cumber­some—anyway, for some reason one of them toppled forward and I instinctively tried to stop it and somehow I got my fingers in the way." Sarah held up both hands and Alan could now clearly see that the middle three fingers on each hand were bound tightly.