.. one... one... uh one... there she blows!" Chris stepped back. "You missed it Mom, although he sure didn't cum very much."Heather shook her head and...said, "Chris honey, most guys don't make it by the gallon like you do." After moving the cleaning supplies back into place she said, "I guess we better get out of here." She was about to open the closet door when she heard feminine voices. Heather slowly cracked open the door and peeked into the locker room. The cheerleaders had finished their. When she went to kitchen I asked her what that mark was and how she got that but she said she accidentally got hit by something. But I knew that was not the truth and I was sure that the alarms my sixth sense was giving me were not false. I did not confront her but I made a plan. I borrowed a spy cam from my friend who used to live in adjacent society and placed it in my bedroom without anybody noticing it. I knew a lot of spices are going to be there for me tomorrow. Believe me, I was not at. There were many doors on either side, and I could hear occasional yelps and moans of pain, and my stomach became nauseous immediately.The guards pushed me along, and she opened a door and we went into a large room filled with many kinds of obscure fixtures, and a whole collection of what were apparently torture devices. I was near vomiting now and had to be handled forcefully as they shoved me onto a restraint table, and as I sat, hands still behind me,they strapped my ankles down firmly. . ” She whispered in my ear as she wondered down the front stairs of one side of the stage. I quickly snapped out of it and remembered why I was here, following her actions down the other side. Cindy and I took the crowd easy. Giving 30 second lap dances and teasing the crowd as they practically poured money into our panties. A couple men got a bit handsy but it was you I had my eye on in the back corner booth with your friends. I purposely didn’t go near you but close enough so that you could.