I knew that itwasn't her fault. I asked if I could get my luggage back, as I hadopted not to take any carry-ons, and my wallet. Basically my wholelife...was in my suitcase. The woman assured me that there would be noproblem getting my luggage back, and said that someone would come getme from the lounge within a half hour.That was at 9:00AM. At noon, a representative from the airlineapproached me with a distressed look on her face."Mr. Adams?"I nodded, "Anthony, er, call me Tony."She paused, and. She walked out of the bathroom, with just the red glow from the clock next to my bed illuminating the room. I could barely see her dark figure pass by in front of my bed. I laid there perfectly still, I didn’t dare take a breath, no not now I thought... Still pretending to be asleep, my sweat pants and boxers still down around my knees, my dick fully hard as I laid on my back, my mom walked over to my bed, leaned over and gave me a kiss on my forehead. “Goodnight honey..”Laying there trying to. My mistress caught my juices in her hand and held it up in front of my eyes.?You’re going to drink this, Leann.? She told me. ?I’m going to take your gag out, but if you make one small sound, or refuse to drink any of this, I’m going to put it back in and we are going to start over with the cane. Do you want me to start torturing you again??I shook my head no and she unstrapped the gag and took it out of my mouth. My jaw ached from being held open for so long, but before I could enjoy the. "Yes Ma'am?" Jason Williams said."Give everyone several drinks on me and call that scum an ambulance," Amber said as she tossed five one hundreds dollar bills on the counter."Ma'am, I have called the police, you should stay here," Jason said."Jason, no way, this scum and his friends, attacked and nearly killed my husband. I was delivering a message to him. That's all I was doing. How adults live, is no business of his or of anyone else. My sister wives would have killed him, but I found him.