It was as ironic as it was exciting, at least to me. So get to the good stuff, right? When did the worm turn? I would have to say that things started ...n a vacation to London. We had done some internet research and knew that there were plenty of opportunities to explore our BDSM relationship and packed accordingly. It was a great trip and we wore each other out, but only one of us would be coming home with the caning marks to prove it. But the moment that I will never forget was, at the time,. "We'll do you proud, Father," Nil replied, blinking back tears of his own."We know you will," Dent grinned. "Try not to have too much fun." Nilsen knew his father's idea of "fun" generally led to pitched battles and numerous bruised, battered or dead bodies. Nil would be just as happy if they didn't have any "fun" on this trip.Dent moved on to stand in front of Lavender. He surprised her by grabbing her in a rough embrace before telling her, "And you, my beautiful mountain-maid of a daughter,. " the officer instructed.Stephens vomited in he corner and came to the table, flies rushed to enjoy the feast of half digested food,Stephens pointed, "Give me some skin to work with,"The Machete flashed and the foot fell to the floor dragging the shattered bones from the knee joint with it.She remained blissfully unconscious as the Machete flashed again and the second foot joined the first."Take the feet to the dogs then you can stitch up, Mr Stephens."Stephens forced himself, he picked up her. Everything was normal until a shooker turned up. We could see a set of flashlight of some vehicle getting ready to show off in the next few seconds from her end of the road. I was rushing towards her and the gap was about 200 meters to reach her.I could feel her terrible reaction from a distance.I had so many thoughts running in my mind. Will it be the cops for rounds, if it is so what would happen if they catch nude women in the middle of the road? What if it was some random lorry or a fellow.