I couldn't wait to hear your voice and my next instructions. "Do you have the mask on and the lipstick?" You knew it was me before you answered my cal...l, "Yes," I answered."Good girl. You have the camera and tripod next to the bed?" "Yes," I whispered."Very good girl. You trust me?" Of course I do," I said softly."Put your phone next to you on your pillow and turn the speaker on. Let your hands caress that beautiful body. You know how sexy you are, so explore."I moaned softly and did as. I did not mind any more. He kept touching me further, his fingers touching my slit, feeling the warmth spilling out with moisture. He knew he was pleasing me. “Turn around now my dear” he told me. As I moved, I noticed my legs feeling wobbly, but turned to face him. He brought me in close and I felt his hardness through his pants push onto my body. “I want to feel more of you on my skin” I told him. Our eyes again kept locked on each other, as he removed his t-shirt, pants, socks and. ."Emptying the pantry, wiping down the shelves and spraying the small area of mildew in one corner, took the best part of an hour. Edna prevented her from replacing the contents, saying she wanted to sort through and dispose of some of it. As the kitchen was, as a result, piled up with cans, pots, bottles and bins containing various foodstuffs, they took a tray of tea into the lounge."You know," Edna commented, "when I was a little girl, we hardly ever used the sitting room. Partly, I suppose,. ��I was turned into a fucking machine with no mind. I wondered if the clients knew how i'd been pimped in. I doubted they'd care. I wondered what my husband would say if he saw me like this. This whole thing was so totally perverted, so disgusting and filthy. I was trussed up like a pig, and lewdly prepared for the black men's sexual amusement. I came to hate every single one of those niggers.�"My attempts to please both of them resulted in just more physical abuse. There was no winning and it.