“Oh my God!” she cried out. Suddenly she knew that this was real. Mark had actually done it. “Where’s Mark?” she called out. The man still r...mained silent. She wanted Mark there. She wanted her husband there. She didn’t want a stranger there. “Please say something,” she pleaded as she pulled on her bonds hoping that somehow they would give. Still no response came. “Why won’t you speak?” she asked. Suddenly the horror hit her. He wasn’t speaking because she would recognise his voice. “Oh my God,. Outside this room is a stairway at the top is the dungeon room, speaks for itself really, it has what I call a grab box, which is a cubicle with holes cut out all over at different heights for people to reach in and touch who ever is inside it. Along the wall are different types of shackles for wrists and ankles. Then in another corner is a shag swing, this is basically a swing seat hanging by chains in such a way that you can get fucked in it. There is then a bed with four post’s at each. Clara had told me who was coming last week, and I had prepared for them all. We now had all the new pieces of the orchestra as well.MICHAEL“Surrounded by those in black robes, the green robed choir, with only the men singing the opening number as they walk down the aisle...”CHAIN GANGUh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh,Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh,Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huhUh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh,Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huh,Uh-huh, Uh-huh, Uh-huhLook down,. Chaliye aapka jyada time waste na krte hue sidhi kam ki baat krta hu,ye story meri khud ki hai jab me delhi apni training k liye aaya tha,maine or mere ek dost ne milkar flat le rakha tha,delhi ki ladkiyon ke bare me to bahut kuch sun rakha tha bt ab bari aajmane ki thi,,,mujhe delhi me rehte hue 5 mnth ho gaye the bt abhi tak delhi ki ladki se dosti nhi hui thi,kuch ladkiyan thi jo line de rhi thi bt unme wo baat nhi thi jo ander tak hila k rakh de,Fir ek din hus yun ki mera mobile kharab hua.