Crystal clear sir," said the voice.After that I was unstrapped from the table and a medical gown was placedon me as well as slippers for my feet. The... had a wheel chair ready forme and carted me from the viewing room and I was taken into some kind ofbathhouse. Man these people had some strange setups here. The man whopushed the chair stopped before a group of much older women."Mr. Johnson wants her cleaned up and ready within the hour," he said tothem and he left me to the tender mercies of. I grabbed him and shoved him against a car. "Give me the photo, you little punk! Where it it?" "None of your business." I grabbed him by the neck. I was angry enough to choke him like a chicken. "Where's the photo?" "You're wearing a dress right now, aren't you?" he said. I punched him in the stomach for that. He doubled over. "You want some more of that? Where's the damn photo?" He couldn't talk, so I waited for him to get his breath back. "Not telling," he finally said. "You do that. They watched the girls get murdered. Are they as guilty as the killer? Do you think?”I dropped my phone, bounced up in bed, scanned around the room, yelled, “Who’s there?”The voice disappeared. I looked back down at my phone. The page had changed. It was now on a Baidu news story about another execution. Looking at the mugshot under the headline, I knew the face; I knew the person. It was the stunningly beautiful girl I’d read of before, executed here back in 1993.It was her! She was the ghost. “On your back sissy girl” I order.Then I again bind your balls tight and tie the two ends of the cord to each of the corners at the foot of the bed. I then take each hand and tie those to the two top corners of the bed. Your are spread eagled with the plug still gently vibrating in your ass and your balls stretched tight. I raise your head on a pillow so that you can see what happens next. I produce my favourite toy, a twelve inch ribbed sounder rod that is 8mm diameter.Taking hold of your.