I squealed and fell against him. He just lifted me up by the hole balancing me upon his thumb. I nearly swooned with excitement as he carried me past ...he now aware punch-bag thrashing as the grinning man with the greased forearm approached him with a clenched fist aimed at his arse. I could hear his incoherent pleading and sobs as I was lowered into another sling and heard his choked off scream announcing his deflowering as the first bindings were tightened.The poofter queer next to me had. Harder!’ This time she screamed as the leather sliced across her buttocks. ‘Four. Thank you Slut. Harder!’ Her legs gave way at the final strike. As she sat on the cold, wet floor with the hot water pouring over her she saw a thin trickle of blood running into the drain. ‘Five. Thank you Slut,’ she gasped. Strong hands slipped under her arms and lifted her to her feet. For a few heartbeats he held her close so that she could hear his thumping heart. ‘No-one could ever punish you as harshly as. . terrified," I said, "being alone like that for so long." I was not terrified," she said. "I knew that someone would come for me at some point." Yes. But — not knowing when..." I was not terrified. There was food and water, and shelter." Yes." I subsided for the moment."Would you like something to drink?" I asked a little later."Yes I would, please."I got each of us a Coke from the plane's cooler, opened them both and handed her a bottle."I remember these!" Sally said."Cokes?" Yes! From when I. Due to an unexpected windfall on the lotto they had decided to have a second honeymoon at the same place as the original one.They booked into the same hotel/pub and were able to secure the very same room.When they got there they had the same views of the seaside and the long stretches of beach but the Pub was a little run down and the area had fallen on hard times with a number of the local shops now closed or out of business.This late in the season they had no luck in getting anywhere else to.