I then typed up a letter of confession, admitting that Barbara and I had been drugged and that all and any sexual contact between us and Martin and Ia... was under the influence of the drug, which they had administered. I knew that they wouldn't sign it, but they didn't have to.I made one last check that the ultrasonic remote control worked on the camera and then played back the recorded scene. It wasn't perfect, about a quarter of the image was obscured by the boxfile but it was more than. He now grasps the end of the lead and pulls. My neck is still tied to the bars of the window so I am choked by both the rope and the collar. Mekkaron laughs as he tugs the lead sharply once, twice, a third time and holds it down – I cannot breathe for a moment and gasp. He mocks me. I now notice that he is holding his cock in his other hand and is busily making himself hard. My humiliation and the discomfort he is causing me serve well to arouse him. After choking me again, he begins to rub his. Stepping back to observe his work he began to smile. "Wow! I don'tknow what to say. Becky you have a great eye for a pretty face.Brian, no I can't use that name for you with the way you look rightnow. Do you mind if I call you Brie?"That seemed to be an odd request so I didn't answer him immediately,why would he want to call me a girls name."I chose Brie because it is a little similar to Brian, but calling youa man's name is an injustice. Brie sounds soft, demure, fragile, but alittle. ”Ruth’s eyebrows went up as she asked the inevitable question, “Who is it, if I may ask?”“He’s a bartender at Bernie’s Pub and Grill. We get together occasionally“I go there every so often. Which one?”“Bob.”Ruth sounded impressed, “The really good looking one that can’t be much older than Mike?”Claire just had to smile and lick her lips seductively to rub it in, “That’s the one.”“You lucky bitch. If it wasn’t for Mike I might have dragged him home with me a long time ago.”To further tease Ruth.