Eventually I was able to croak, "Water.".I didn't know it, but a crowd had gathered. One of the men took charge and, since Tiffany told him the same t...ing Madeline had told her - that I was a convicted sex offender who preyed on ten year old girls - he elected to supply water from a hose. Actually, while he didn't know it, that was probably the best thing he could have done for me. It got the stuff off me, for the most part, and diluted what was still there to the point that I could breathe. When she finished Master handcuffed Brandi's arms to the bed before going into the bathroom himself. Brandi woke Sunday morning to find Mike sucking on one of her tits and fingering her cunt."God, you're insatiable," She whispered."Yes I am. And it's Master not God. After I fuck you I'll have to punish you for that," Mike said kissing between titties."Ok. Just not in the dungeon. Even in your office the cane didn't hurt so much," Brandi breathed softly.This morning Mike wasn't gentle, he took. I sat up, moved the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed. Today was going to be a good day and I felt hopeful. My mind immediately began to drift towards thoughts of William when I heard my stomach growl. I needed to eat something and I knew the hotel offered free breakfast until 10:00. If I hurried, I could make it and grab a bite to eat. I ran to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and hair, and then got dressed in jeans and a fitted, white t-shirt. After putting my shoes and socks. Every one of the forty thousand individuals, that made up the public and all dressed in white, seemed to move as one gigantic organism, whipped up into a frenzy by home grown talents as, Nicky Romero and Martin Garrix, both using their incredible talents and skill to create the perfect mix. The evening so far had been a great success and I was on a high, not only due to the amount of wine I'd consumed, but also to the small little tablet that Annika, our next door neighbour had surreptitiously.