This started to unnerve Deb a little bit. ‘No problem with that Deb, and you too Joyce.’ And the elevator became eerily quiet. With all the yellin...g and screaming and anger leaving Deb’s mouth in the past several years, the silence was deafening. Finally the door opened and he walked to an office door and they all walked in. There on the waiting room wall a sign, ‘Jennifer Constance, Social Worker, Individual, Family, Couples and Group Counseling’. Hearing them enter, 60 year old Jenifer came to. After reading that little bit, I got wet again. I picked up his book and walked into the living room. He had finished and closed his robe, he was now just watching TV. I sat down on the arm of the chair he was in, and tossed my legs over him. I showed him the book and said, "What's this about you wanting me, daddy?" He blushed and pretended it wasn't true, when I could see his cock starting to harden under his robe. "I don't know what you're talking about." I then decided to look further into. I replied, “you asked me to join, so I did”.And before she could ask me anything more, a noise of the door closing and opening came. Parul had returned home. He called out to his wife, “Bidisha?”. She put her hand on my lips, and she replied, “I am here baby, taking a bath”. He said, “Bidisha, there is an emergency at work, I just came to take my suitcase, I am going back to the office”. To which Bidisha replied, ok. And then before leaving Parul asked, “Bidisha, do you know where, Bond is?”.. I was removed from the table by Dan and given a spoon to eat my vomit off the floor. I was unable to do it without vomiting again and again. They both just laughed at me struggling to do it. I then drank what seemed to be a gallon of piss from the guest. I held my mouth open until full then swallowed. It took 7 mouthfuls to get it all. More vomit came quickly. There wasn't a lot of time left and Dan told me that the Guest wanted to see me in severe pain. I knew that meant electric shock and I.