What happened? The last thing she remembered was going home from school. The room she was in was blindingly white. Was this a hospital? NO! No hospita... lays its patients on the floor. Her mind struggling to explain her current situation, she began looking around frantically. What she saw puzzled her enormously. The room was square, maybe 5 x 5 meters, what was strange was the absence of any kind of door or window, just stark white walls and floor. The ceiling looked to be made of a giant light. "You know, you can be pretty blind sometimes Mark." "What do you mean baby?" I couldn't help but laugh. "What are you laughing at? You've pretended to like things in the past that I know damned good and well you didn't." Like what?" I asked a little too defensively. "Oh I dunno, my parents, my cooking, football and ..." I put my finger up to his lips as I stifled a laugh. " I just want to make sure the woman I love is happy and if you don't want to be the center, then I don't want to *****. "So, you've met Monsieur Lacroix, then?" Jacques? That sleazy prick," Paige moaned as she pulled her commutingskirt, blouse and heels back on. "Wondering if I have to check my lockerfor hidden cameras!" I'm pretty sure if there were hidden cameras, we'd have just killed himwith what we just did!" Jessica laughed, giving Paige another kiss."What's with the leotard? Did you wear that on the flight?" Aye," Paige said, watching intently as Jessica stripped down to herunderwear. "It's an alternative. I rose and took their whips, “I’ll do the last few stripes myself. Are you ready for a man, my $800 whore?” “Yes, do me Stuart! Whip me! Punish me!” Diane begged. I raised the whip and brought it down with a sharp crack! Diane flinched with a yelp. “Ow! Yeah! That’s what I want, Lover!” Whack! Whack! Whack! She squirmed with each blow, and I noticed that she was beginning to bruise. I dropped the whip on the floor, and reached my hands around her, cupping her gorgeous tits, “.