In quick succession he slapped and pinched, slapped and pinched and slapped and pinched her left breast. Her eyes could not have been wider with fear ...and her tears flowed.The second shorter man wanted in on this so he grabbed her head and forced her to look at him. The knife appeared directly in front of her and she knew she was beaten, her eyes dropped and she nodded. Both of them knew that they could do whatever they wanted to her now.He quickly took off her gag and rummaged around his. And with one slides it down the length of his cock. "Sucks to be him but lucky for you." She then looks at him with a smirk, turns and leaves him. The smirk still on her face.Hours later Rie went to check on the k**s and Alex went to sit by the fire. Everyone was asleep or soon to be asleep. Rie wearing only a sundress and a zip up hoodie walked back downstairs. Music is playing still as Alex sits drinking a beer. She bites her lip and heads down the deck and the stairs towards him. He peers up. . no ... beginning to make love ... whatever ... a week after that, Lisa was at the University and I was working on a horribly turgid history text, when I heard my phone ring with a familiar ring tone I hadn’t heard for some time.“Yeah, Mum? Good time with the Gräfin?”“Yes – Karin is as hospitable as ever. You should visit, you know. But where are you? I’ve been calling your flat for a couple of days.”My parents were friends with a German noblewoman, Gräfin Karin von Freiburg, whom Grandad had. Your thumb moving so sensuously back and forth. You move it down and softly trace the fullness of my lips. A deep, low sigh escapes my soul. I feel you move closer, your fingers moving to my chin. Pulling it towards you, you move to me, pressing your lips to mine with the pressure of desire, passion, and love. Reaching up, I run my fingers through you hair pressing you closer to me. I want to feel more of you, to taste more of you. With your strong hand, you cup my breast, rubbing my nipple.