It looked like a medieval torture chamber. There was a wooden stocks and a bed with no mattress or springs against one wall. Hanging from another wall...was a collection of whips, canes and other items I didn't recognise. There were ropes, straps and cables hanging from the ceiling as well as a large wooden cross.He lowered the cross from the ceiling. He came over to me and untied the leash from the wall. He started to drag me over to the cross. I tried to get to the door but he pulled hard on. They looked at each other with wide eyes. ‘Do you want to talk to her or…?’ He let the question die off. ‘I’ll talk to her.’ Evie stated. He nodded and watched as his wife went back into the living room and asked Leanna to follow her. His eyes followed the two as they walked up the stairs to Leanna’s room to talk. Shaking his head he walked back into the living room and watched the television without really seeing it. The three brothers shared a confused look at their father’s blank expression.. She wore her red hair long and wore thick red make up, like as if she were a whore going out on a date. She was also a Russian and still spoke with a Russian accent, while Kyle was as American as his father who had divorced Michelle. Kyle and Michelle were Garry's mind control slaves. Michelle was automatically a slave who simply obeyed him. Kyle obeyed too but was still aware of his circumstances and hence, it was more humiliating for him. Garry walked towards the pig pit and William. Her mom’s nipples felt huge as Zoe began to suck them, she could feel her mom moving between her legs, as she sucked and licked the dark nipple that had been presented to her. Then she felt a finger on her pussy lips, a cold moist liquid was been rubbed inside her labia, as her mom parted her pussy lips. Then Zoe felt her mom lift the young girl’s hips upwards. She felt a hardness press against her love opening, a hardness like the shape of a cock, she had only experienced two weeks before. Her.