I pulled out my trusty Iphone and started recording. They had their eyes closed, and of course I didn't want to disturb the earlier than need be. I re...ched under the foot of my bed and retrieved my sliding pump Mossberg 500 with pistol grip.The sound of chambering one of my 20 gauge, 250 grain, Sabot 5 round headed shotgun shells got the attention of my whore soon-to-be-ex-wife and my soon-to-be-ex-boss asshole Larry Jefferson.For those of you that haven't seen what a shot gun does to the human. I was pretty pleased with results and made few 8 x 10 glossies for myself. Mother took the negatives and contact sheets to London on Sunday while I stayed home wondering when I would ever get to squeeze a breast again or find out what exactly is the secret kept in a womans' panties. Between wondering I would pull out the pictures I kept of mom in her panties and wank at the memories of shooting them. Best Sunday ever !The next morning mom was back in the kitchen and I went down for breakfast.. Eric packaged my movie, and inquired if I wanted anything else. I said, “No thanks, I’m good, I think.” I paid for the movie and was about to leave when Eric thanked me for making his last day working there a memorable one. He said that he and his family were moving out of state tomorrow. I went out to my car and sat down. Fact is my ass was so sore I was not about to go shopping for steaks. Sitting in my car, I decided to call my local meat market and spoke with John. I asked him to pick out. A rope was tied around each my lovely ankles and was then itself connected to a pulley above. As the rope was pulled my legs were cruelly raised above me. The crowd became silent in anticipation of the first of many events. The guard was holding a poker over his fire, hammering its tip against his anvil. The tip was glowing with such intensity that one could not look upon it for the light. As the guar came towards my helpless body. The rope was pulled higher, bringing my legs far above my body..