? Screaming and swaying violentlyagainst the wooden bar, she managed to keep her legs spread and stayupright.? Minutes passed while the hotwax filling... her insides slowly cooled and hardened.? Once it had fully solidified, the man broughtout a corkscrew and twisted the bit into her pussy, driving it several inchesdeeper than the wax had penetrated, then wrenched it out with a quickpull.? The wax came free easily, but thedeeply buried bit gouged her vaginal channel painfully on the way out. Tired. . It was the scream... MOM! Why d'you hate me so much?... Why?... Tell me why?... WHY?????Linda turned around as the detective in charge came into the room. He was followed by a second detective, taller and in better shape than his colleague."Hello, Ms McDougall," the first detective greeted, stretching out his bulky arm and shaking Linda's hand. "Still remember me? Detective Larrousse... and this is Detective Lamm from Liberty County. Please, sit down. This won't take long. Sorry for this mess. She made a formidable impression to me as I knew what her make-up is. No one in their right mind would want to cross Charlene's path in a hostile environment.We departed for Chicago. I planned to stop off at Janesville, Wisconsin and stage there until it was the optimum time to take up our place in the city.We spent a couple of days winding down from our intensive training at the shooting range. I ventured out to get some earplugs for our next engagement and added an ear piece and microphone. The pleasant first ever climax her rapists had induced on her now made her believe differently.Near the encampment they were past by a horde of horsemen.Their number impressed Lauren and she feared for the British troops they would do battle with.The mass was greeted by the ululation of the men aound her.Their wails chilled her blood and made her shiver.She was left in a large tent.Water and food were provided.Lauren,would have found the furnishings of the tent breathtakingly beautiful in any.