The White blouse with the sleeves rolled up. Her right hand; a cropped black leather glove. Her left hand; an elbow length black latex glove with a bl...ck fingerless leather glove overtop. A lamb thrown to the slaughter.The leather pants told a story.A second skin.The knee high combat boots were polished regularly.You could tell."no questions.....good. Just the way I like it." With a snickering smile."Strip.....I like them vulnurable"I proceeded to follow the instructions. A mound of clothing. Now we live nowhere near her lol So she is noticing we are leaving the town, I ask her where she would like to be dropped off, no reply. I assume Joe was talking her into coming over. Arrive at the house, she is crying still! Saying I'm going to be killed if I don't get home my husband will wonder where I am. So Joe in his drunken state gives up and eventually passes out on the couch. So I calm her down hand her my cell, so she can make the call to go home. Her tits were hanging out by this. She pulled Roxy's cock back so it was laid on the bed pointing towards the bottom of the bed and visible for Mistress Loriza to use. Mistress Loriza then whipped Roxy all over her back, bottom and legs until she was covered in red whip marks. She went to the wall and unhooked a large strap on dildo from the wall and quickly put it on, she removed the rimba dildo from Roxy but it was quickly replaced by the large strap on dildo stretching Roxy wide open. Roxy moaned and screamed as she was. I mentioned that a rifle could negate common body armor.The Fort Sunday NightIt was late evening before I got to turn my personal attention to the Martha and the Greek in the Fort. They were in bad shape after 60 hours of confinement on an IV, unable to move much. It really was inhumane of me, the human body is not meant for such things. Still, they would suffer no long-term damage from anything - not ever again. I had chained them up Friday well before noon, and now at 9 Sunday evening I cut.