“What?” Celeste murmured quietly.“It’s complicated. Gina was ... settling for what we’re doing. I wasn’t sure about anybody, you know?” ...herrie gazed at Celeste, looking for understanding. “I needed someone desperate enough to help...”Celeste nodded, pursing her lips. “Gina’s sent loud signals -- but they’ve always been about boys...”Sherrie nodded. “It wasn’t even that simple. Brad got wind of things, somehow, and I had to buy him off.”Celeste frowned. “So you offered him one of us?”“No, he. Master was worried about safety. the straps were a little loose, like cookie expects but she couldn't slip out of them."do you know what they do to whores like you in theese chairs cookie?"-Master asked?"all kinds of crude things doctor. what do you intend to do to me now that you have me all sexed up and restrained?"-cookie replied.for a moment it sounded as if someone was walking down the hall but Master checked before shutting the door. he pulled out a violet wand from his pack and turned it. In brief about my-self, I am almost 6 feet tall, athletic body. I had been to Mumbai at my cousin’s place and we had big plans to have a rocking time in Mumbai. My cousin Sakshi 5 years younger to me was very close to me. Nothing bad going on between us at that point of time and things were very normal, we were very frank to each other, both of us used to share common hobbies like, dinning out, discos, driving etc. I landed up at her place and we were very happy to see each other. I freshened. "...and all hope vanishes. They go on, and on, and on, one stroke every fifteen seconds, full strength, non-stop, against the same lower two thirds of my destroyed bum. Even when I am already lying limp, softly sobbing, it doesn't stop. At all. Whap!---whap!---whap!---whap!---whap!---It ends as suddenly as it started. The Leader just stops saying numbers, and the strokes stop. By then, I can barely notice it. The People starts leaving for another rooms. The Nurse comes to heal my wounds with.