Her scream was muffled by the gag or it would surely have been heard even in the sparsely inhabited industrial suburb where she had found shelter. Red... ridges marred the creamy whiteness of her large breasts.I stood over the trembling figure, whip in hand.She scrabbled at the remnants of her knickers with her bound hands, pulling at them until the ruined material parted. She spread her legs to show her neatly trimmed blonde bush and pinkly glistening twat. Her eyes, wide with pain and fear,. “Well, Tom. It looks like you’re going to be very popular around here. Jill doesn’t even offer ME coffee! Yes, Jill. I’d love a cup too. One sugar and plenty of cream. Thank you!” Karen said giving Jill a stern stare.“OK, Karen. How about you, Tom? Lots of cream?” she said as she licked her lips.“Um. No thank you, Jill. I will take coffee, but I take mine completely natural.” I said.“OK then. I’ll make a note of that. Completely natural for Tom. I’ll be right back.” Jill said and started. My friend Kim and I had special plans for her. My sister Tonya has only been with three guys in her life and she is marrying her third. We decided to give her something she could never dream of.The day of the party we (Five of us girls) took her for a day at the salon for hair, massage, and make over. We then all went shopping for our dresses for the night and some new lingerie for the occasion. By the time we got done we were all feeling very hot and very sexy. So of course it was time to go. It's a time when I employ a heady mix of complex statisticalanalysis and finger in the air guesswork and hope that I'll pass the testfor another year.I employ about 15 people, but the burden of this planning falls on me,although I have to take my personal assistant with me into this marketresearching, records trawling maelstrom of activity. This year however, Iwent too far with my bad temper and my PA decided that she didn't have totake this any more and flounced out. She chose the worst.