It was a bizzare scene: the enraged female hopping toward the door threatening to escape ! The men stood; watched; enjoyed; and erupted into fits of laughter. Elizabeth was bent half forward from her waist awkwardly carrying the chair, her wrists tightly mannacled behind it. Her hrests dangled down as she stood still for a moment; then resumed their erotic dance as she moved to try and shake the chair loose.

The men shouted obscenities about her tits, pussy, and ass as they egged her on her to move her body. No one touched her nor tried to stop her until it suddendly became apparent that the chair had slipped down. It could easily slip from between her arms and back.

A look of triumph spread across Elizabeth's face. " I'll show you what a determined woman can do you bastards !", she shouted and shook her body harder. The chair was about to slip loose when Carlos grabbed a mop used to clean the floor and thrust it between Elizabeths legs to trip her. She prawled on the floor. "Hold the bitch. " he shouted to the other two guards. "Shove the chair back up under her arms until her ass is on the seat. " Carlos pulled the head of the mop and shoved a hanfull of the filthy strands into Elizabeths mouth. "SHUT UP BITCH. " her screams were muffled.

Elizabeth tried to spit the mophead gag out. Carlos just reached up and shoved more strands into her mouth until she was struggling to breath and gagging.

" Turn her over..........on her back. SPREAD HER LEGS WITH THE SEAT BETWEEN THEM ! A little air on her hot pussy will cool her off ! Now push her legs back, down on the floor and hold them there." The guards gripped Elizabeth's thighs and held her motionless as Carlos slipped the mop handle behind the front legs of the chair and secured it to the front legs with duct tape.

" O.K. Lift her up an our little stage; put her on her feet so she can continue her dance for us. "

The mop handle kept Elizabeth's legs spread with the chair between them. She could not stand straight as the chair kept her in an obscene crouch as well, now, as bent forward. She was unable to move her feet more that an inch or two at a time. She strained to free herself but her attempts only frustrated her.

" Now what were you saying Elizabeth ? You are going to call your attorney ? And you are going to cause us trouble ? HARDLY ! Think about you position: helpless, half hunkered over, your legs spread, and your breasts hanging out for everyone to see............think about what you are going to do. YOU ARE GOING TO TELL ME EVERTHING I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT STEPHANIE WORTHINGHAM. You are going to start by describing how you twodykes get it off."

Elizabeth just stood. Exhausted. Her anger drained. She felt defeated. She realized her helpless stituation and wondered what she could do. She slumped back and down so she was back to sitting on the damned chair as she had been. Only now her legs were spread outside the seat so her crotch was spread open. She vaguely recalled the slight comfort of being able to clench her thighs shut. Now genitals were helplessly vulnerable...............