. the dungeon. There was Sindy,Frankie, and Ann getting into something. First Ann suspended both of themfrom the two winces in the ceiling by sheepski... cuffs around their wrists.They both were wearing 6" high heels. She had ball gags strapped in theirmouths, and the clover leaf nipple clamps on their nipples just behindtheir rings. I could see that Sindy was in great pain from the clamps. Butthat should have been the least of her worries, Ann lubbed up two mediumsized butt plugs, inserted them. I’m here to pick up Vicky,” Jamal said as he reached out his hand to James.“Yes, I’m James; Vicky will be down in a minute. Would you like something to drink — a beer or something?” James asked as he led James into the living room.“No thanks, I’m driving. It wouldn’t be good for a cop to get caught drinking and driving,” he said and laughed.“Uh ... no, that wouldn’t be good,” James returned. Jamal sat down and James sat across from him. Suddenly the room was very quiet. Neither man knew what to. The words printed on the slip were burned into her brain, "Marla - Room 316. Must have room for her by 6p.m." She had checked the date on the charge slip and it had been for one of the nights that he hadn't come home until late. The tears would not stop.At noon the phone rang and she almost didn't answer it, but at the last minute she picked it up, "Hello?" Jesus, what's wrong with you, you sound like you're crying" said her best friend."Oh God, Donna" and she started crying again. She heard a. Yes, I was curious about Monique and what my husband was doing here. But a great deal of the reason had fled at the point that I realised that Craig had visited a number of prostitutes over the years, Monique was just the latest.I followed the man in the uniform into the house and allowed him to take my coat. He then led me to a room that was like a bedroom without the bed. Chests of drawers and wardrobes ranged the walls and a makeup table on the wall gave the room a theatrical air.“Please.