Finally the last task of the day.Sir asked me to tie my legs to the bed posts and handcuff one hand. I was tostay there until 10:30 am the next morni...g, which seemed like quite a latestart, I normally wake about 8 at the weekends. I was actually quitedesperate for the toilet now and knew I had a very very long night ahead.And I also knew there would be no let up. I had another long day ahead and Ifelt like crying. This is what I had wanted. To feel like a real sex slave.I did not hold out. Never has a sentence been most appropriate when dealing with girls. Even back in time, the Greeks despised us, 'Little girls were for baby making only', even when some were not old enough to ovulate.No, the powerful men of the famous 300, were into boys asses, and the girls were left to finger themselves.Which brings me to my experiences and the pain inflicted on the new generation from the previous one, like my own mother's perversions, a realization her daughter is attracting more attention,. Anxiety started to build as I could hear the mechanism of the elevator operating. I was in such a compromising position, at least they couldn't see my face but what would they think when they saw someone in underwear kneeling outside their house? The elevator stopped as I turned my head around to check. It had stopped directly above my floor and I was frozen stiff, was it someone getting in or out? I bolted into my house and stuck my head out to observe, the elevator went down and I could see. Mark was hated because he was a flasher. Mark went up the stairs he could hear nobody following and felt safe he went to the roof café which was always quiet, on the roof Mark saw 16 year old Mandy was working in the café on her own she was wearing her normal body hugging skirt and baggy top. Mark got a coke and sat down. Mandy started to clear the table near him Mark watched and got a surprise when Mandy leaned forward he saw down her top and got a good look at her boobs, Mandy stood up as she.