In the days leading up to the contest the honoured guests arrived as it suited them. The first to move in was Colonel Abubakar Ibn Abbas, newly and pr...cipitately promoted from Rifleman and being tutored in the art of being a gentleman officer by General Mustapha. He had had some weeks of intensive coaching at the General's own home, and managed to fit in pretty well. To survive in any army in the world as a Rifleman needed some ability to adopt protective colouring; to survive for fifteen years. Hanging from the ceiling was a thin rope with two clips hanging. On the floors was a brick what was attached with a rope and similar clips. He knelt down and pulled roughly on one of my labia. With my head pulled back by the plug in my ass I couldn’t make out what he was doing. Suddenly a pain shot through my cunt lip as he attached the clip. I groaned. This clip was much, much stronger than the ones I had already experience on my nipples. Then the seconded clip was attached. I screamed. I try hard and manage to swallow. The cold trickle soothes my aching throat a little.“That’s a good girl, try to rest now.”“Sharri?” My voice cracks.“Yes Karen, I’m here.” Her voice is a comforting balm to me something recognisable.“I can’t see you.”“Karen, you’ve been badly hurt. You have got some bandages over your face.”A backwash of memory from that tidal wave stirs my in mind. I remember.I remember his face as he hit me again and again. Slumping to the floor I see him reach for the. On their way home, Shirley and her parents were abducted by two big and ugly looking men. This was according to the plan of Shirley's teachers.Mike, Liz and Shirley were understandably frightened. The abductors refused to answer their many questions except to warn them against any attempt to escape. The abductors took them to a luxurious bungalow situated in a lonely place.Mike, Liz and Shirley were herded into a big room. Inside the room Shirley found two of her teachers, Mr. Allkock and Mr..