She went up an incline and realized they were boarding a plane.The ear cover plugs were removed "3hole-kneel here" one of the assistants said. She was... made to kneel in the middle aisle. Then her eyes were uncovered. She was able to see the man who bought her for the first time. He looked cruel and hard minded. Angry?As she kneeled naked in the aisle-she saw every eye tracing every inch of her nakedness. "My hole is opening, my clit is hot. I hope they orgasm me. It's scary, yet exciting."3hole. A dead end. ‘Where shall we go?’ Trish asked as we got into her car, after a coffee at a café near the hospital. ‘The coast,’ I answered without really thinking. It was a bright fine day and not too cold for a winter’s day. I wanted to see the sea. Something in me wanted a sense of perspective, and standing small in front of the immensity and power of the sea and its breakers was just what I needed. We walked along the seashore at Whitley Bay, muffled up against the wind. ‘Are you religious?’. When the appointed time came, Jack got up and slipped open the curtains. In the short time since he had last looked, there was a great change in the room. The furniture had been placed back along the walls, and a large bed now dominated the center of the room. Thinking that this was another joke, he chuckled and sat back down.Sipping his beer, he watched the scene unfold before him. People were surrounding the bed, seated and standing. Two large men carried a person in, wrapped head to toe in a. “It seems almost as if I’m... I’m the one hurting you.”Opening his mouth to say rebut her words, Damien found no words as he realized what Ava was saying was at least partially true.“I don’t want to hurt you, Damien. Not ever.” Her pleasant chocolate brown eyes seemed to smile at him, and on her face Damien saw all the sweet, soothing innocence that she had all those years ago when she found him afraid in that forest. “And you could never hurt me. Never. I promise.”Swallowing, Damien found it.