After graciously handing me into the rear seat, he pulled easily into the heavy early-evening traffic. The Bentley purred quietly through the city str...ets and twenty minutes later we found ourselves on a motorway, cruising through the rolling English countryside toward East Anglia.After another fifty minutes we turned in through an unmarked but impressive stone gate, cruising quietly along a paved tree-lined drive that traversed an obviously large country estate. It seemed as though we traveled. It's what you'll be remembered for."The thought chilled Ashley.Almost as much as what the man meant by depraved sex."If you fail to do anything we tell you to then we'll give you pain. We're in a secluded area so no one will hear you scream. A cliche, but true. We've got whips, cattleprods, you name it. If you really piss us off we'll descend into torture. I'd just love the oppurtunity to shove some needles into your tits so don't tempt me. We also have a dildo with long sharp studs on it. If. “Oh yeah,” Julie moans. You start kissing and biting her neck as you unbutton her shirt. You kiss and lick every inch of her chest and stomach as you unclasp her bra. You slip her bra off and start licking her breasts slowly working your way to her nipples. You lick and suck hard on her nipples as she grabs your hair. You bite down on her nipple as she cries out pulling hard on your hair. You suck, lick and bite her nipples until she can’t take anymore. She pushes your head down her body. You. Never in our wildestdreams back then could we ever have imagined we'd one day end where wewere now."Rick?" said Sarge, frowning at my hesitation in offering her my arm."Before we do this," I said, reaching into a jacket pocket, "there'ssomething I want to show you."It was a black and white photo from the late-forties, featuring a smilingyoung woman in a bathing costume. The sash she was wearing proclaimedher 'Miss Dairy Queen'."She's very pretty," said Sarge, "but, why show us this now?" That's.