I invited just about everyone I knew, including my co-worker Morgan who brought along her friend Amy. I had met Amy a few times. She went to college i... a different city, but always came home on the weekend. At first she seemed like the stereotypical ditzy blonde, all giggles and batting eye lashes, but I found she was also incredibly sweet. She was a petite little thing, only about 5'2", with straight blonde locks, big brown doe eyes, and a sweet, perfect little mouth. Nice rack. Very. She spoke again, ‘What happens to us now? Can the girls go back to college? Will I lose the house? Do we have enough insurance?’ ‘The girls go back to college. You have enough insurance. I’ve already talked to your insurance guy. You don’t need to lose the house. Is there anyone you want me to call?’ She named five people. I had already called all five. Kim named five more. I had called four of them. The phone rang. I left them on the couch and went to answer it. After the call I gave the girls. When he is sure I am secure, he starts pulling on the rope as I am lifted to a vertical position. As if this isn't bad enough, he takes a bar with the larger restraints and fastens it to my legs, just above my knees. This bar forces my thighs apart even more than they were, leaving me standing on my tip toes standing bow legged.I alternate between standing on my toes and hanging by my arms as Jon helps the others get their slaves on the racks. The sun warms my back reminding me I am standing in. Yousucceeded in humiliating me. You used me and degraded me. I don'treally care if you are sorry or if you tell everyone about tonight."I got out of his car and walked to my car which was parked a little waydown from Stacy's house. I opened my purse, took out my keys and gotinto my car. I immediately started to cry as Roy's car went by. Stacytold me that I could learn something from this, but little did she knowwhat. I had never felt so weak and vulnerable as I wondered how anyonecould.