***Meanwhile Davin was leaving his wife's bedroom and walking down thestairs to his small room in the basement. He walked past the laundrymachines an...d ironing that seemed to take so much of his time thesedays. He saw a basket of underwear that needed to be fluffed andfolded. He would get to that tomorrow but noticed with annoyance thatsome of Scott's underwear and socks had made their way into thelaundry.Davin thought back to the eventful night two weeks ago when Scott andhim had "the talk".. They watched, wide-eyed, as I prepared three large syringes.“Alex!” Zoe was standing, holding the hand of one of the girls. I paused and raised an eyebrow. “Valda here has asked if she can inflict some pain on her abusers. She thinks a cable tie tight around their balls might be a suitable retribution.”It went right against every principle we’d had drummed into us. I looked at Bernie and Snoopy, who both frowned, but, after a few moments thought, nodded.“Okay,” I said. I called the others and. Her short blonde hair is pressed firmly to the back of her head by the leather strap which holds her gag securely in place, in fact holds her panties, which are wadded and stuffed into her mouth. She can taste the somewhat acrid odeur of her sex, which has become imbedded within the fabric of her panties.Susan looks nervously about the basement room, which is decorated and equipped as a dungeon torture room. She has no previous experience in this type of situation, and doesn't know how to act,. The evening started off as usual,with all of us in Louise's "stable" (if that sounds bitter, it's becauseit's how I feel right now) showing up at her house. We did what we usuallydo, we put all of our names on slips of paper, and put them into a hat. Ofthe twelve of us, six are drawn. These are the senior partners. Then eachof these six draws a name from the remaining six. These are the juniorpartners. Then, for one hour, the junior partners have to do anything thatthe senior partner.