It had been set up with its huts on one half of the pitch of Lords Cricket Ground. The huts were being watched from the vantage point of the Media Cen...re. He wondered what the score board said. Certainly New Order seemed to be winning.James's eyes were drawn to a movement in the stands. Three figures in black sweaters and grey camouflage combat trousers were edging their way down towards the level of the pitch. They carried semi-automatic weapons; evidently the women were part of the camp's. Her arms and shoulders hurt, the handcuffs cut into her ankles and hanging upside down with a large ball gag in her mouth didn't help her nausea one bit. Suddenly, a sharp pain to her left breast distracted her from her position and nausea. Jane smacked a riding crop down on her nipples. "Hey, no zoning out!" she said. "Look at those nice round tits of yours. They're almost popping from the tight wires!" Jane walked up to her and tugged on the rings that were wrapped in with the metal wire.. The zip of her dress slid down to the perfect shelf of her young butt cheeks. She reached up pulling one of her shoulders off, then the other slowly pulling her dress down, allowing it fall to the floor, still with her back to me, wearing only a tiny thong and a pair of shoes. She turned around, facing me, her breasts, about cup size, with perfect pink nipples, erect topping them off, like snow caps on a hill. She mouthed “thank you daddy” keeping her voice as low as possible so as not to wake. They wore stunning short jackets that accentuated their trimwaists, and clinging pants that showed off their slender legs.Naturally, those items were made of latex. Alex froze. He had neverbeen seen like this by anyone except his Aunt. He hugged himself and bithis lower lip.Tabitha gave him a sharp look and said, "Posture, Alexis. Deportment.And please get your lip out from between your teeth."The young man put his arms at his sides and pulled back his narrowshoulders. "I'm sorry, Aunt....