Thecold concrete had been sapping all the warmth from her body. Katelooked back up at the window and became aware of the bars. The factthat the wind...ow had bars sent a shock through Kate and this caused herto remember the events on the bike trail."Peter...." Kate whispered horrified. "He's dead."The horror of what had happened left Kate shaking. 'Why did they haveto kill him?' she thought. The memory of Peter's death was enough tobring her back to full awareness and the acrid smell of vomit. I.. Please.. Mistress, please spank my bottom, please .. mynaked bottom, Mistress...- Yes, dear, yes I will spank that naughty little bottom of yours. Are youready, Rita?- Y..yeees....Her hand hit my quivering flesh for the first spank. She said she'd begentle, and indeed it didn't hurt very much. It stung, though, and Iclenched my buttocks in defense. She fondled my buttocks for a moment, tomake me relax, and then a few more spanks rained over my bum. A bit harderthis time.- What does a slave. “What’s up?”“Come in the house.”We went down to the basement and he started getting undressed. Now, I knew what he needed help with!I said, “Today is your lucky day, boss. Go shower.”I had been looking forward to sucking him off someday and here was my chance!He came out of the shower, drying off with a bath towel.“Lay on the bed.”“Yes, sir,” he bossily answered.I got on the bed on my knees between his legs. I cupped his balls in one hand and used the other to surround his cock. I licked his. The other was older, late thirties to early forties with a paunch, dark haired with a goatee beard and spectacles.They turned to Sarah who nodded assent.They turned back toward me ogling my almost bare defenceless body with leering looks before the younger stepped forward.He stepped on the spreader bar, rooting me to the spot and reached out with his hand and put it slowly into my pouch. And started fondling my genitalia.I started cursing him through the ball gag, as he held my balls and.