Mom got up yet?" She's up and gone, Dad. She said to tell you she would probably call you tonight if you're home on time."Shit, I did it; I sent my wi...e off mad and now she'll probably be mad for a week. Oh, well, not much I could do about it now. Boy, I sure wish I could take back all the things I said. I'm sure glad she's more level headed than me, but I think I was still worried.I had an old truck I had been repairing and went out to work on it. It was just about ready to be sold. I was. I had spent an incredible afternoon the previous day with a gorgeous black hunk named Marcus from France and his friend, Robert, and had arranged to go back with Lynne this time, so we could have some sexy fun at their rented villa.We got there early, letting ourselves into the private pool area behind the villa, and lay down on the loungers to wait for the boys to arrive. I dozed off, a combination of too much booze the night before, and too much sun. I woke sometime later on hearing voices. I. It hadn't really been an accident; she had hoped to stir up her prudish husband with a display of wanton sexuality. But her plan had backfired. "He called me a slut and a whore and a harlot, and then he hit me," she wept.Up to this moment John had been mostly amused and in a perverse way even grateful for his father's sexual repression. But now he was angry that his mother and lover had been treated so horribly. Now he was determined to make his father pay for his abuse. John was going to. Two men approached Melanie, each taking one of her arms. They pulled her over to the hanging chains, lifting her arms and enclosing a manacle over each of her wrists with a loud snap. The girl now faced the window, her arms hanging loosely over her head, as the men in the room walked around admiring her tall, thin body from every angle.“Now, you have your turn,” the commander said to Jackie. “You can help your daughter survive.”Jackie looked at the man, her lips trembling and tears welling up.