Walking over to the redhead they bent her over and gathered around her rear. She was wearing a black and white filly dress and pulling something backward and forward in the trough. They must be in hall she thought. Going back to the cart the Miss’ started to prepare something. Looking for gaps. As a finishing touch, they inserted a small rubber dido gag through the mouth hole. No one would ever think she was down there behind all those doors. What were they going to do to her? She hadn’t seen any windows. his voice was burned into her mind. The four of them were guided down onto the bean bags and the redhead at the front of the line was chained to the wall. Brooklyn saw what she thought was an oil can for a car, you know one of those squirty ones with the long neck. She was in a courtyard made by two wings of a house. It was a surreal trick to make her feel comfortable.
