"Oh Sam, for fuck's sake, it's part of the costume!" Well I don't think 100 quid is enough for all that," he replied."Jesus, right, I'll sell it for 2...0 and give you 150, how about that?" As expected, Sam went quiet. "For that you wear the petticoat and thesereins, and that's the whole outfit done." Rebecca was calling his bluffand knew it would work, and she was right."Right, deal" he grunted."Arms up then," she said, and seconds later the pink and white petticoatwas in place around his. When the door bell rang at our home, the home we had worked for together, the home I had thought was near perfect. That was when I seemed to come awake again. Kay was heading for the bedroom door to go let them in. She had a confident smile on her face, thinking everything was going to be OK. That was when I stopped her."Kay." she stopped and looked at me waiting, "Tell them to go home. I'm not ready for this. To tell you the truth I can't believe this isn't some bizarre nightmare. I am still. 7 MPH. I'm fucking hard now and I doubt I can hold it much longer. I turn off the machine, then release her from the collar."Kneel here." I say, pointing in front of my chair. I drop my drawers and sit down. "Suck." She takes me in her mouth, head bobbing. Her hands are still tied behind her back so she can't go quite as fast, but she manages alright (or maybe it's just that I'm ready to explode). Her mouth is warm and soft and.. Goddammit!I smack her and she sprawls on the floor. "What. Although the lighting was almost as bad as at the Hood & Noose, she could see at least a dozen girls, some younger than herself, chained to the blood-spattered walls. In one corner a man was being whipped by three teens while two men took turns violating the bottom of a very attractive blonde who was tied across a leather-covered saw horse."This is so boring," the supervisor yawned as they watched a hostess wrap a woman's breasts with piano wire. "Nothing creative, just the same old stuff," he.