’ Her face changed as she smiled, hinting at a conspiracy. ‘You never know what you’ll find out there.’ I stretched and rubbed my eyes. It had...been a long week, long month, and I really hadn’t paused for relaxation other than a day in front of the TV since the first of the year. My waistline reflected my inaction. ‘All right, all right, I’ll go, I’m at a point I can shut things down for the week. Let me grab my camera and I’ll be right with you.’ It took all of five minutes to shut down my. A pit unto itself. But how deep? Where was the bottom? The pit didn’t answer. He moved his hand to the crotch of his boxers and started rubbing in time to his daughter’s gyrations as she filmed a video of herself dancing to a rap song playing out of her phone. No, he knew. The pit didn’t need to answer. There was no going back. There was no stopping it. Not anymore. Between the blood rushing in his ears and the rap song and the sound of his own thoughts, he never heard the silence after. Eventually my body relaxed and Shasha removed her hand from my pussy. Sasha stood up and left the room; when she returned she had cleaned up and put her dress and top back on. She silently began the process of removing all of the cuffs and chains that bound me into that extremely uncomfortable position; my arms and legs ached as they finally were released and I lay on the bed until my muscles stopped twitching, then sat up and. The two younger women stepped forward. As they grabbed my tethered form, Ifound myself wondering what had become of Anita and Angeline. I hadassumed they had travelled in the car with my step-mother. But now it wasunclear whether they were in the building or still at home.The two young women were surprisingly strong. As they hauled me off thetable, their powerful, sandalwood scented perfume washed over my naked,bound body and the softness of their tight sweaters added to a general andvery.