“I have nine hours to break you,” the woman continued, “and I can’t leave any marks on your body that would raise suspicions at an autopsy. On... of your neighbors says they can occasionally hear what sounds like a spanking coming from your apartment.”She chuckled and said, “From the squeals which accompany those spanks, it is apparent that you are the one getting your fanny beaten. So...” Her smile looked almost like a leer as she looked directly into Marcella’s eyes. “... as long as any bruises. Just by this sight I was extremely turned on and harder than a rock, I was barely able to concentrate as I started working on the project without her. Even not being able to concentrate well, I still managed to get at least half of it done by the time J.C. returned downstairs. What do you think? She said as she came down the stairs showing off her current outfit. I was stunned, she was wearing a t-shirt and skirt combination that left about as much to the imagination as the towel. The skirt. Later when she came home very late she was more like a fallen angel, drunk out of her mind. Whoever brought her home just dumped her on our doorstep and legged it. It was down to me to get her upstairs and into bed before our parents woke up and see her in that state.Luckily for me she was quite light for I had to all but carry her up to her room."My dress," she giggled drunkenly. "Mustn't ruin my beautiful dress."It was a rented job and I don't think our dad would be too pleased if he had to. Except me, of course. I had on a collar, a smile, and a hard on. I was so fucking turned on. ‘Come lay right here,’ Linda ordered, pulling the chain to position me face down on one of the benches. She positioned me so that my cock was f***ed backwards and my legs were spread. I noticed the saw horse had loops attached to the legs near the floor. ‘Now don’t move.’ she ordered and released the chain from my collar. First up was Lisa and Shari. Both had donned strapons from the wall and Linda was.