Auntie, Lola, Miriam and ‘Bad Gurl’ all held plastic paddles, and they were more than happy to whip Maxi’s fat butt. Knowing that it would be w...eek or more before her bruised bottom returned to its normal flawless condition, Maxi didn’t care. With the toy twisting and randomly shocking her cunt, she sank into total sub-space – place she hadn’t visited for months. Although the price of admission was explicit pain and degradation, Maxi was the complete center of attention. Lifting her face. Or cared. Then she heard the second man speak. "Let's get this over with. Now!" He backed his statement up by nervously looking at up and down the alley. They have been lucky so far, having no one getting wind of their little escapade. "Relax," assured the third man. "The prize," he casts a glance a their pretty captive then smiled, "is in the bag," he continued.However, before the second man could reply, he felt a solid jab of pain on his left temple, knocking him towards his companions. The. Thanks."She shuffle into the kitchen barefooted, buried in the robe that could easily go around her three times. She was yawning and rubbing her eyes. "I guess I must have really zonked out. What time is it?"I looked at the clock on the microwave. "Looks like 1:20. Go ahead and eat your lunch and I'll put your clothes in the dryer. It shouldn't take but about thirty minutes or so. Do you feel rested?"She sat at the table and took a bite of the chicken. "Yeah, I do. Thanks. Do you have to go. The hallway extended around a corner into a large room containing a bed, couch, TV and other furnishings. One corner contained a wardrobe, another a kitchenette. There was no closet. The room was well-lit by windows ringing the room, flush against the ceiling."How does this look?" Raoul asked."Great!" Bria enthused. "A huge improvement over the YWCA. I can't believe how much space there is! And how much sunlight for a basement suite..." Over here is the bathroom," Raoul directed her around a.