Crying I begged Joan to not let Jon find out. I told her I was quitting.She looked at me and said, "Oh no you are not quitting Julie. You are just sta...rting. If you don't continue working for me now, I will see to it that Jon, your mom and dad, your whole family, your church, pretty much everyone you know gets a copy of Julie the whore in a strip club. You will never live it down. From now on you will be MY slut. You are going to fuck and suck who ever I tell you to. You will spread your legs,. I was determined to savour every last second of whatever it was that transpired on Saturday, and I simply could not wait for the moment when I would be able to settle down on my sofa and watch (in high definition) all that took place just a few hours earlier. I arranged the furniture in such a way as to guarantee that Emma would sit on the sofa to watch the television during her visit. And of course, the sofa was located directly in line of sight of the mirror and the hidden camera. I had. He was caring without being weak and not afraid to show the world that he could be human, that he could make mistakes. ‘This knife won’t hurt you, Sweetness.’ It was all in the tone of voice, soft and understanding, that did it. He had found out the right tone of voice could sooth anyone, even someone in the predicament that this girl was in. She quieted, sobbing softly. ‘Please,’ she begged, her voice hoarse from the drugs he used to subdue her, tears streaming down her cheeks again. ‘Let me. By now Amber was totally turned on as Carole went up one more time to kiss Amber and as she did, her hand slid down and now began to caress Amber's pussy through her panties. I thought Amber was going to jump out of her skin as Carole rubbed her pubic area driving Amber more wild with lust. As Amber laid back against the sofa I decided to join the fun and I slid up to Amber and while Carole reached up and managed to pull off Amber's panties and now moved in between Amber's legs and started to.