Their green eyes were glazed by pain, and blood obscured many of their freckles where their flesh was not torn or bruisedThe one girl moaned even more... than her sister. She had a broken arm and very bruised fingers. She had dared to beg their Master, Harold, to not hurt her sister further. For touching him, he had caught her arm, placed it on his booted foot and stomped his other foot down on her arm with great force, breaking it.Abby had screamed in pain and been punched in the face for it.. "The girl bent forward to test it. It seemed to work OK. "I can't cut it off though?" she asked again. "Not right now hon. Let's wait and see what happens." Why, I don't need it." Michelle pursed her lips at the comment. William wasn't going to let it go. "Why would I need it?"Gary took the roll of the bad guy. "You might have to keep your new look as pristine as possible for a while. You screw up your natural appearance and you may draw more attention to yourself than you need to."William let. Instead we do what young women have been doing since time began: we talked about what had happened that evening, and compared notes about the boys. Women have an almost insatiable need to know things, and we satisfy that curiosity bump by talking.I got upstairs to my room, into something a lot more relaxed—my sleep-tee, robe and slippers—and then down the hall to share tidbits about the guys. We stayed up late eating popcorn, drinking (diet) sodas, and talking.Guys would be shocked at what they. She wanted to see Julie cum so badly that she cried out to Allan and said, “Fuck her mouth as hard as you fuck mine. Make her take it down her throat Allan.”He was already doing this and he was amazed at how quick she managed to slide his cock down her throat while getting pounded so hard from behind. She was doing it so good that his balls were getting ready to unload. He didn’t have to force her head down anymore as she started doing it all by herself. When she came up for air, long strands.