I closed the door hidden by the picture and put the other picture back in place. There was no way I would figure out the code the electronic pad would...ask for, so I didn't bother trying. If Dad didn't make it home, maybe Mom would know the combination and answer some of my questions.Next I went upstairs to Monique's room. It felt odd going in there, just like it had when I had used Mom and Dad's shower that morning. I did a bit of snooping in there and found a laptop. It had sign-ins for both. He kept rubbing on my tits saying he hadn't had any in a month almost, I knew that was a lie at least partially. Tyrone had gone onto the website Mike always went on to watch those videos and he made friends with him. Tyrone had sent him a few pics of me getting gangbanged by him and his friends but he made sure my face wasnt in them. Man did those pics get Mike going. Saying all sorts of nasty things he would love seen done to the "WHORE" in those pics. Tyrone said it was some lonely married. Where was her master? He had left her to recover from their intense lovemaking and hadn't returned. There was something else different about the way the guards had restrained her. They had locked a tight steel band around her waist then fitted another curved band up between her legs. Secured to the front and rear of the waistband, it rode snugly between her buttocks and pressed against her private parts. It rubbed and tugged at each step, driving her nearly mad with the erotic tingling it was. ‘Richard, its me, Chris, I’m sorry to call you in the middle of the night, but I feel weird.’ ‘Chris, I didn’t think I’d hear from you so soon,’ I said with a smile creeping on my face, ‘what’s wrong?’ Almost whispering she said, ‘Richard, I’m so sorry what happened tonight, it’s not like me to be such a slut, at least with a stranger! I have never done such a thing.’ Now I was fully awake and feeling panicky inside. I really liked this girl, whether we rutted like two animals in a public.