Susan turned up home around lunchtime on Saturday. She must have thought that an attack was the best form of defence, as she came storming into the ho...use and went straight into a verbal attack on me. As I expected my folks said very little and if anything took Sue's side.Sue demanded to know why I left her on the A303 when the police arrested Gary."Well, if you had driven home at lunchtime as you told your sister you were going to do, instead going to the MotorLodge to shag that prick Wilson. We were in the end property of a group of 8 single person flats mostly occupied by elderley women. Their bedtimes were very little after 10.00pm. In front of the flats was a closed small engineering works and beyond that a path leading to a large wooded field. Out of the cages we came and leads were attached that came down from the collars to a device that was affixed by velcro around our cocks and balls. We were given a pair of flip flops to wear and they check the area was free of public. For all of about 2 seconds. My gag reflex kicked in and I pulled his dick out my throat at speed, gasping for air. He struck me again. “That was the last time I'll beat you tonight, well done for taking the whole thing, Elisa,” he said.Lying there in pain, breathing heavily, I felt intensely proud of myself. I felt like such a good girl, I had pleased him. “I think you've been good enough for some pleasure, don't you?” he asked.I bit my lip and nodded enthusiastically at him. He ordered me to. She kicked my belly, telling me to follow her. We arrived to a dark locked door, mistress unlocked it and threw me in before her. Whips, odd tables, knives, some stuff I have never seen before… It was a torture chamber! Oh my god, I better behave in the future! Mistress led me to a table and had me lay over it. She fastened the handcuffs and attached a collar around my neck. She called it the doggy-style table as my feet were touching the floor. I heard her walk away. I was praying she wouldn’t.