Keep it in all day.I showered alone. I easily got the butt plug up my ass. That in itself was turning me on. My hand started for my pussy. No I thoug...ht. Wait for tonight. I saw Jessica in the shower across from mine. She bent over to show me she too had a butt plug in her ass. I noticed Jessicas tit had light bruises on them from where my husband was slapping her. I too had bruises on my tits from Ron squeezing them.The day was quite uneventful. Breakfast, the hot tub where I didn't dare take. " And with that, he raised the gun to my chest and just before he fired Priscilla was screaming through her gag. The pain was unbelievable. From the few minutes I had left, I only remember a couple things, both from that bastard Rueben. The first was him holding my head up by my hair and snarling "Just what do you think I eat around here, asshole?" The last thing I remember was after he dropped me, laughing, he said, "I'm already down one blowjob this morning, bitch. Entertain me," and that. The spiked weight swung back and forth, bouncing against Ann's already cut belly, helped by taps from Rita's crop. Her salty sweat stung the bleeding cuts.When Ann was finished she wasn't sure if she'd given the girl an orgasm or not. She'd paid special attention to the hard little clit at the end and the girl had been pushing her slimy pussy hard against Ann's mouth so she thought she had.Ann jumped and lost her balance, her face smacking into the girl's pubic bone as the thin head of the crop. .” My mother answered, “ ... but I want you home no later than four o’clock, I’m cooking a roast for dinner.”“I promise.” I hollered to my mother as I raced out the back Kitchen door.I had been late once, and only once, but remembered well how angry my mother had been. But the alternative was less pleasant, because being in the house on a Sunday afternoon meant that chores would be assigned, and I had no thirst for spending my afternoon cleaning around the house. And because of just that, when.