Whippings followed, and I was beaten almost to the point of no consciousness. Clamps and other nasty devices added to my suffering.At the end of the b...eating, I was returned to the bunker. I realized that the next days my life would consist of misery, cold and suffering in the bunker’s darkness inside, and terrifying tortures outside.Madame Celeste made it clear that there would be no mercy from her. She had told me that her previous slave had offered her money to stop the torture, but she. I hesitated for a while. I had everything I needed in my life. Was thecuriosity of the unknown worth to lose the wealth. I would be able tocome back at any moment. Or wouldn't I?I turned the doorknob and cracked the door open, making a step backward.I felt as if I had dropped a couple of inches down. Something fell tothe ground and broke with a shattering sound. I looked down and therewas a smartphone with the broken glass on the pavement. I checked it andit didn't respond.I looked around and. "I can't figure out why anyone would set this on fire except for a diversion." His eyes widened, he slapped his forehead and he yelled, "Quick! Back in the truck! Your mother!"I grabbed the crank and gave it a hard twist and jumped in the truck. Pa had it moving before I slammed the door shut. He opened the throttle up all the way and intently steered toward home. It seemed to take forever. Just as we pulled up into the yard we heard a shot and a yelp, followed by a scream.Pa killed the engine. " Janet, griped."Been there, done that," he laughed, smacking her well used rear."Keep it up, buddy, see where it gets you," she growled in mock anger."Oh, I think if I could keep it up, I know exactly where it would get me." He stood. "Who else needs a beer?"I raised my free hand, while my other one fondled my new girlfriend's breast.She cuddled tighter, reaching down for my cock. "The old man's one-and-done, he won't be up for another round for a while. How are you feeling?" I think I could.