A large polished oak bar had been installed near the fireplace just under one end of the balcony. It was heavily carved and looked like it might have ...been European. There was a man standing behind the bar, leaning on his elbows and swishing a drink in his hands. He was staring right at me with an almost imperceptible smile on his face.John introduced everybody calmly, and asked what we were drinking. All of the men had either bourbon or scotch, but Helen as usual asked for a cocktail. I settled. Eyes cold. For a moment I had hoped he had changed his mind and that was when he hit me across the face and grabbed my neck. "You are a fucking cunt, aren't you Bitch. Always too good for us."I didn't know what to say. They were much older than me and I never thought of them that way. "No! I ... never ... I..." At that moment Joe squeezed my neck and cut off my air supply, as well as my ability to speak. It didn't take long before my peripheral vision turned black and started closing in. The. Rick kissed and fondled her breasts and played with her nipples between his thumb and forefinger until her little nipples were hard. The clothes pins had been modified to make the springs weaker and a key ring had been added for weight. With care, he attached a clothes pin on each nipple. Rick then knelt between Jessica's legs just inches from her clean shaven pussy. He wet one finger then slowly parted her lips inserting it all the way. Her pussy was wet already from her punishment she had. She came ready to see a clean house.She walked in an expect it. Most of it seems clean so far. Her slaved crawledup her with a news Paper in his mouth and drink tray with drinks on his back.She grabbed it and walked toward the chair"Come here Slave" She saidShe sat down and put her legs up on his back as she read the paper. She took asip of her ice cold drink and put it down on a coffee table. That was when shenotices something."Get up" She SaidHe stood up."Is there a problem Go ... "She.