I then did a bra tie after unbottoning her shirt. She protested at this but I said that "I am in charge now". So she remained silent. I now tied her l...egs together with more rope.She tried the knots but I knew what I was doing, she was going nowhere.I went to the drawer and tock a scarf, lumped it together into a lump. I gently removed her hair from her face and she seemed to enjoy the feling of me stroking her neck. As she saw the scarf ball she opened her mouth eagerly. I pushed it in and then. This time they used some electrical equipment on her ? electrodes in her cunt and arse and on her nipples. The pain was excruciating but the leader was not impressed. ?This electrical stuff is not much use when you want to leave a lasting impression ? you would not really know that anything has been done. I prefer the more physical treatment ? the scars don?t go away so easily. I?ve heard that some women actually like being whipped and some manage to achieve orgasm that way. Perhaps we should. She was dress in a peasant blouse and a floatycalf length flowery skirt. She looked a cross between a peasant girland a gypsy. Michelle felt jealous of her style. She exuded an air offriendliness and strong powerful femininity."Oh hi, you must be the woman my brother has been telling me about, allthe way up the A10 from London."Michelle went to offer her hand, but Suzi went straight in for a hug.She couldn't remember the last time a woman had hugged her. She enjoyedthe firm sweet smelling. Life would go on.I heard a noise and checked, amazed to see him sitting at the kitchen table, his laptop open, and a notebook filled with scribbles. Whatever had gotten him away from the girls must have been important to him. I felt the skin on the back of my neck start to crawl.That was my tell. It always tingled right before we'd embark on whatever adventure he'd come up with. I always thought it was my subconscious analyzing data, drawing conclusions, and trying to force my conscious mind to.