Not being able to hold back the cry, she shrieked with the shock of the final below and continued her uncontrollable sobbing as Jim finally walked awa... and placed the cane back on the table. Unable to do anything else, she hung there limply and focused on the dull ache from the whip to her front and the acute sting of the cane to her backside."Quite a show, Linda," John said as he surveyed his wife. Her jeans and panties were tangled around her shoes holding her feet together while the creamy. "What?" I asked."How do you eat that stuff?" she asked."Tums," I answered."By the handful I'm sure," she suggested. Prissy Gwen was hardly into her food when I finished.I waved for the waitress, it wasn't considered bad form in the barbecue pit, "Would you bring me another glass of tea, and a side order of hush puppies?" I asked."Sure honey, I'll be right back." She walked to the order window stood about a minute, then returned with both my requested items. I made a dip of ketchup, lots of. I said."You will always be my little baby, Mark".she said and gave me a kiss. Behind me, I heard footsteps and before I turned around, I was in the air, my dad has given me an air-hug as we used to call it since I was a c***d. My dad was a "huge man" he was a 6'5 foot tall and very fit, both my dad and Harold were going to the gym every other day so their bodies were absolutely great. In comparison with me, who I was just 5'9 and very slim. At least I had a round booty that a lot of guys dreamt. Even then someone would need to get curious and make inquiries when we don't return from the health resort."Priscilla turned her back on her mother and continued to shampoo her short blonde curls."By that time I'm afraid we will have outlived our value as sex slaves and will probably be dead," added Sophie angrily. Priscilla shrugged and remained silent.In the kitchen Trevor had reached the same conclusion. He considered using a kitchen knife on Charlie's broad back as the bearded rapist knelt.