>Friday, May 23rd (night)Hi, Marsh,I haveta tell you about what happened today. It's. This makes the moment we're in all the more visceral." What am I doing here? Why are my arms tied? Where am I? What are you going to do to me?"The man interrupts her ranting and raving by holding his hand up to slap her. He stops, since that has the desired effect."Hmmm. Where to begin? You are here to be trained as a slave. You were chosen due to your bossy, domineering attitude. Sluts like you make great slaves when they are broken. You are tied up, so that you can't escape. As for where you. Then I awakened from my wet dream to find my appendage slowly waking up. I was still stiff and ready but I was just morning wood - too bad Big Head didn't score a warm fuzzy snatch for me to perform with, but that's not unusual. Me, I can make a woman moan but Big Head keeps blowing it so I spend too many nights just flopping around.Now the big appendage that carries me around is up and headed for the bathroom. Oh boy, at least I have that to do. Hey, I'm easier to aim stiff than soft. The slaves who bathed us left us standing where we first stood when we arrived. The benches upon which we were so violently raped for so many long, terrible hours were gone. But I wasn't reassured.Dave and Casey came up on stage. Dave stood behind me and quietly said, "You're going to pay for that little outburst earlier, bitch."I thought that I had!Casey retrieved a large canvas bag that was sitting on the floor near the wall. They squatted down behind us and forced us to spread our legs.Read More
