The terrorists had moved all the hostages into the gym and had wired the building with explosives. I was just getting ready to leave the tree, when ..... What the fuck! I heard two ballistic cracks but NO report from the rifle – somewhere there was a sniper with a suppressed weapon. I listened closely and heard the tinkle of brass hitting the school roof - what a fucking amateur! I pulled the monocular out of my go bag, scanned the hell out of the roof and son-of-a bitch - they had a sniper's. “It don’t matter Bitch. Just leave the door unlocked. Now take your nude faggot ass and get in Don’s truck where he can take you back to your car.”We drove in silence the 20 minutes back to the gym where my car was parked. It was about 9:00 am on Sunday morning and the parking lot was half full of cars and men and women walking to and from their cars. Don stopped his truck just inside the drive and said, “Get the fuck out until the next time.”“But Sir, my car is parked on the other side of the. "Brittany was genuinely sad. So much had been taken from her, all that defined her — her power, her control, her command. Whether she liked it or not, she needed Mistress Cheryl, at least until she could regain all that she'd lost. Moreover, because of this woman, secret desires had been unlocked and she didn't know how to cope with them without her mistress's guiding touch. Nuzzling her nose in between Charli's legs, she gently licked at the soft wet lips before her, a tear running down her. My cuffed hands flew up in self-defense. In a sliding move, he single handedly grabbed up held wrists pushing them downward. Against his superior strength, I felt my biceps strain in their losing battle. ‘STOP!’ In an offensive action, he jerked back his arm, then, Master swung striking my other cheek with tremendous force. I was sure my jaw shattered. Stars burst behind my closed eyelids a second before I blacked out. Shaking my head, groaning, I regained consciousness. I realized only.