The Holiday Ch. 01

"OK lads, get her up and get her inside; it's getting cold out here. You lot grab the rest of them; we are in for a long night."

My arse was red and sore and as I was pulled up to my feet, I felt my knees were bleeding, the material of my stockings around my knees was ripped from the gravel drive.

The men frog marched me into the house, dressed in just my stockings and suspenders and the one remaining shoe that I had not lost. The rest of my clothes lay in tatters strewn around the garden. I looked around to see my three girls being dragged across the gravel realizing their fate would be the same as mine.