I don’t know – don’t want to know – the details. All she said was, “He got drunk and fell overboard from the ferry to Holland.” Over the n...xt few weeks there seemed to be a rash of fatalities; a Government Minister had a fatal heart attack, as did several senior officers from East Anglian constabularies – Suffolk, Norfolk, Essex and Cambridgeshire were all affected. There were several ‘hit and run’ ‘accidents’, and at least one ‘mugging went wrong’. Apart from the fatalities, there were several. God her ass felt so incredible. She had two big perfect cheeks that seemed to hug my cock as it nestled between them. It was soft and warm and I pushed into her again and I felt her push back. I looked around and knew that a few men were noticing that there was something going on. “I can feel your need, baby.” "Has it been a while since you got something like this inside you?” She whimpered and I heard her exhale and a very soft “yes” escaped her lips. “Oh baby, you really need it don’t you?”. I smiled and turned back to look out of the window. "You're Donna, right?" he asked. I shook my head."Debbie. My name's Debbie." Oh, sorry 'bout dat. My friend know you and tole me your name's Donna.' I followed to where he was pointing to see another black guy about the same age but stocky. He looked a lot like the rapper 50 cent and was grinning at me so I smiled back. He didn't look familiar either."I'm Curtis," he said extending his hand. I took it and he brought my to his mouth and kissed. Whilst the caste was drying I was measured up for the next stage of my humiliation. Whilst work was being done on both I was simply placed in some arm bracelets hanging from the wall opposite a mirror. I suppose that was done so I could see my disgrace concerning the collar and tattoo. I started crying when I saw the confirmation of my predicament. I was now beyond saving. Without unchaining me, about an hour latter one of the Eunuchs approached me with the completed chastity belt. The external.