Liz loved every moment I was hitting that shit too,"Kris said. "You should hear that bitch moan." Good, now you're on the board," I said and started u...dressing to head tobed even though it was barely midnight."How was Michael tonight? Did he join you and have a threesome?" Hell no, I'm not like that," I shot back quickly. "We left and went to apark after we returned for some great lip lock." So I got laid and you didn't?" Kris laughed."Yeah, there's a change," I laughed. "So I take it Liz is. "But as an acclaimed leader of your…barbarous peopleyou will first be tortured." He leaned purposefully forward from his chairfor emphasis. Concerned that his words seemingly had little effect on the restoredcountenance of the female before him, he further menaced his baritone and sternlysaid, "Consider the rapes and beatings you have already received just the beginningof more to come. All leading to your execution on the cross." Looking at theoverweight dungeon assistant with his silly armor. I got my first lesson as she led me to the bed. It was new. "It's our special bed,"she whispered into my ear. I noted it had an elegant black wrought iron garden gate styling for both the headboard and footboard. The cotton sheets were striped with a fine herringbone accented in gold and black. The comforter featured a center of gold and black paisley print, with a checkered border. In this setting, the sun's last rays poured into the room like a staged spotlight, focusing upon Helen and her. While the guys were tying me down Mike was saying, "Come on Maggie. What's a little sex among friends? I remember when you use to beg to fuck you. And you did it for nothing. This time you'll be getting something for it."I need to give a little background here. Maggie used to be the town punchboard before I married her. I don't think there was a male in town between the ages of fifteen and fifty that hadn't dipped their wick in Maggie's puddle. Why had I married her? Because she got pregnant.