As I re-entered I noticed the the lights had been lowered, except for where the card game was going on. The men that was not in the game immediately ...ook notice of me as I entered, one walked up behind me and caressed my left buttocks, I swirled around and stared at him, another pinched my exposed buttocks. My host walked up to me and reassured me, 'you don't have to do nothing you aren't comfortable with, but as you can see you have made a very good impression. I would suggest that you allow. "Where should I put it down?" Asked Stephanie. "Fetch me a little table and a coaster, please."I fetched a little nested table and put it down beside her. Then I went back to the cabinet and got a coaster. As I crossed back to the sofa, Ellen said. "Mind you don't drop that honey." And, on cue, I let it slip from my fingers, then bent at the knee to pick it up again and brought it over to my sister."Very good. You've both done well." Said Stephanie. "It all needs practice to make it second. Oh, and my fifty inch TV was gone too.The overall size and shape of the room was identical to what I remember of my humble abode. Even the placing of the furniture was familiar. It was my room, but with a very feminine touch. Almost as if someone else had been living here and not me. Which would explain--At that moment a loud noise goes off just above the head board. Exactly where I would of placed my alarm clock.Not long after it goes off an arm reaches out from under the covers beside me to. The scream, so shrill, it escaped the gag. The pain. Like nothing she had felt before, burning. Suzie blacked out, as the hot iron was held in place for ten seconds, before ice was held over the burn. Her flesh had turned black, where the iron had permanently burned the numbers 5715 into her butt. She didn’t even know that the other cheek was also burned. Forever, no matter how long Suzie lived. Both butt cheeks would now bare her new number, emblazoned on it for life. Branded, like just.