<strong>Throckbottle ~ Mission Unspeakable</strong><br/><br/>The big guy snagging Madison gave her a harsh shake. “Somebody needs their cunt washed out with soap after she spends a little time strung up!” He threatened.<br/><br/>Throckbottle put out the hand with the bag. “Cease and Desist! Unhand that girl, my good man. It wouldn’t go well if you…”<br/><br/>The man of course didn’t cease, instead the large blonde had her on her toes and was looking around for the overhead rings.<br/><br/>“A couple of minutes hanging up while I heat up your ass will toss your salad!”<br/><br/>“Really, I wouldn’t do that. There aren’t any…” Humphrey saw the guy choking Madison eye the balance bar at the mirror. “NO!!  Definitely not that!! “<br/><br/>The one gripping Evie brought her face to face with him as he shouted, “Your Master is a dick!!  A small dick at that. And you’ve got a mouth which I’m gonna shut for you !!”<br/><br/>Throckbottle turned to the one mugging Evie, “Don’t do that… Please… you’ll. She’ll.. Oh dear!”<br/><br/>The sound of air rushing in and out past paper was heard intermittently as Madison was getting half dragged to the warm up bar. Evie was getting the lecture as the big guy was telling her exactly what a stupid impotent master she had.<br/><br/>The other four broke off into groups of two expecting to share in the use of both slave. Throckbottle was waving the paper bag like a sword near the looters as things went from bad to really bad.<br/><br/>