* After Tina Lee and I left Milwaukee, I knew I had some serious work to do in order to clean up my life, because I was no longer happy with my home s...tuation, and come hell or high water, I was going to be free, I was going to have peace in my life, and there really wasn’t much more to be said, I just had to come up with action steps at that point, in order to move forward, to feel like, and to see myself free. After that one night in Milwaukee where Tina Lee leaned back into me, and we were. How dare she say that. She didn’t know the connection between Donnell and I.“But I like him!” I shot back.“If you like him, this is not the way to go about locking him down.”“Whatever, Courtney. He likes me too. I can tell. Why else would he invite me over so much?”“Because you're sucking his dick!!! How naive are you?”That stung and it took every ounce of restraint I had to not smack her. “You’ve been down here a year and already have a reputation as one of the biggest sluts in West. She greeted it with her own as I reached up and took hold of her breast in my free hand. As blissful as it was letting my hips rock back and forth in time with her hand it just made me want to fuck her even more. I pulled my hand out from under her and pushed her free hand up above her head. Taking my other hand from her breast I pulled her other hand away from my cock and pushed it up above her head as well. Keeping my lips pressed against hers I reached over in the dark, and was pleased to. Next to it a robust oak table covered with assorted BDSM paraphernalia including bondage mitts and cuffs, nipple clamps, speculums, floggers, butt plugs, spanking paddles and a strap on dildo. Some of the items were still covered with the shit, piss and blood of their previous victims.The cellar was atmospherically lit by half a dozen candelabras, whose long candles had been assiduously set alight by the Servant. A squat, bulky and powerful man with a shaven head, dressed in a white shirt with.