It appeared that the button that had been depressed first, would be the one to emit its corresponding pitch. Pressing on any other button while this o...e was emitting a sound did not change the pitch of the note in any way. Finally he looked at both women and he said to them,"It is some kind of code to open the box. The only problem is that we don't know what buttons to press or what sequence to use." Why do we need to open the box?" said Nika.She had probably never seen a key before and Vincent. ..getting back to his question, he said he had wanked and in his words, had spurted clear sticky stuff...i told him mine was the same. He then asked me if i had seen any magazines of naked women..and said his dad had some hidden away-I knew mine had also, so i told him, and he suggested that we go look at what he had. It felt funny, but we went upstairs and i got two of my dads escort mags out, and we began to leaf through them in my room. He was laying on my bed as I sat at the end and we. ...'SMACK' 'SMACK' 'SMACK' and "SMACK" again. I screamed again "PLEASE NO MORE.......NO MORE!!! Then suddenly the sadistic beating stopped. "Chrissie, you know you can take it. Stop crying!! I've done some research on you and I know you're a fucking whore!" he snarled. "Yes sir" I answered "You're right I am a whore." "Stop your crying or I shall beat you again." he said. "Chrissie darling It doesn't matter that you're a whore. Because I want you to be whore. I want you to be my whore." he. I took an inch or so more of him, and then my fingers started to play with his balls, rolling them slightly as I took more of him into my mouth, my tongue going around him and taking all of him. He moaned and sighed and I heard similar noises coming from a little across the darkened room. I lifted my head and turned round to see James with his eyes closed and a look of bliss across his face as I saw Ella in much the same position as me. I grinned internally and decided that I would turn this.