You’ve lost!”“Lost?” The man’s voice cracked as he took that in. “I don’t think so!” He reached behind him and pulled out an automatic...machine gun.Shelly leapt into action before thinking. She formed into a large shield, her metal surface rounded and gleaming in the firelight and smoke. The wind caught her before anyone else could, and she found herself tumbling through the air and over the edge. An updraft grabbed a hold of her, and she flipped through the air, rising higher. She didn’t have. The fingers moved inside her, toying with her as she felt another orgasm building.‘Look at her?that’s what happens to people who lie to us?you won’t lie?will you Mandy?’ The fingers stroked and probed faster as more screams echoed round the room. ‘If she won’t talk they’ll move the clips, Mandy. Guess where they’ll put them next?’ As she spoke the Lieutenant slid her other hand back inside the girl’s sodden panties. One finger touched the swollen nub of Mandy’s clitoris and the teenager bucked. Why was I so weak as to doubt him? The bedroom is his domain, he knows my every thought here, my yearnings, my fears that I will disappoint him.I hear the click of a digital camera, good I want to see the marks he has left, the stinging little welts that will be gone in an hour, the proof of my humiliation, my inner need to be chastised – “Punish me”All goes quiet again and I hear him light another cigarette, he is teasing me again – no he has just pulled on the thong and pulled the nipple. Of course most Americans tend to have a bit of Irish in them. By the way, Deirdre will be here in just a few minutes." The man smiled. "She's singing the girls to sleep."Duncan answered the smile with one of his own. He could hear Deirdre softly crooning a familiar song that called to his own heart."Oh Bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand, and the more I think on you the more I think long..." the words faded away as the woman's voice grew quieter."She's such a wonderful singer," William.