Understand?” Screaming at the painful intrusion, each thrust more painful than thelast. Her voice going hoarse. Finally submitting, her scre...ams fade intowhimpers, her body no longer putting up a struggle. He swiftly pulls outhis cock, puts it back into his pants bored with her giving up and ordersher to stand. Painfully she stands up. Her legs shaking, her shouldersquivering as she sobs. He cuts the duct tape from her wrists and ordersher to turn around and take her shirt off. . “Thank you. I won’t take any more of your time.”He left the shop and stepped back into the street. It was getting dark, and only the taverns were still open. The Knight’s Sheath would probably close its doors before it got too late and the Red Revelry began. He didn’t have to work that evening, meaning he could just collapse on his little cot and sleep like the dead.“You!”Daniel looked back and felt his heart sink. It was the adventurer from the previous evening, Ralph, the one who woke up. He kept beating me with the belt, striking my little clit and lips over and over until I passed out from the pain. When I came to, I was still naked in the basement, but I was tied face down to the large, overstuffed ottoman from the living room. Dad must have brought it down while I was unconscious, and had each of my arms and legs secured to a leg of the ottoman, so that I was stretched face-down across it. The ottoman’s fabric felt like it was sandpaper across my breasts; my nipples felt. I put it to my nose and I could strongly smell that enticing pussy scent again.Now I could see myself, in the mirror, with my sister's underpants at my face. Did I look like a perverted fucker!Feeling like total shit now, I dropped the panties, turned out the light and went into my room. Man, I was really low! I sat on the edge of my bed for a time and put my face in my hands.That's when I heard her come into my room. I looked up and she was just standing there in front of me."What?" I asked,.