I played the digital recording of him. It was of him explaining everything to me. “I wonder how many times an FBI agent can get raped in prison, in ...say ten years.” I made a motion then turned off the recorder,. “Do you want to go out like a man or what?” I asked. By that time I was holding his pistol.“Give it to me,” he said.“On your knees first,” was my reply. Janet and I stood behind him. I handed him the automatic after cleaning it with my sweatshirt to remove my prints. I handed it to him.. "No fighting," Kenny said firmly."Awww," the girl's blonde friend interrupted, coming up to stand beside Kenny and hanging on his shoulder, "Well, how about a contest? Sexiest girl gets to spank the loser."Peggy tried not to let her alarm show as all the boys turned to the two women eagerly."Suits me," the girl spat, "let's see what you've got under those clothes, bitch."The girl unzipped her tan dress and stepped out of it. She was breathtakingly beautiful in a mesh white half-bra and white. It was an obvious route. We went through Montgomery without incident though Bennie was nervous the entire way through. We had reached an area outside of Montgomery just south of the big Hyundai plant. I had wondered where the plant was since Momma and Poppa had described it. It wasn't as imposing from the Interstate as you might expect. We were in an open area when we saw a simple barricade ahead. It was not meant to stop people but to warn them. It had a neatly lettered sign that read,. I was told to stand, and thenmy hands were cuffed to the bedpost. A pink satin corset with whiteribbon trim, and white tulle ruffles around the bottom was wrappedaround my waist, and then Daddy proceeded to mess with the laces, andthen to pull it very, very tight. A bit more messing about with thelaces, and he pulled it even tighter still! I was having troublebreathing, let alone having enough wind to complain, and the painfulcorset was tied off in the back, and a satin panel was pulled over.