She felt guilty for the fascination, but also for having survived the attack whilst her mother hadn't.Afterwards, everybody had wanted her to tell wha...t she had seen. She was mortified, not willing to explain those things for which she had no words, no concept. She had stayed mute, wishing it all to go away. Strangely it did. Once the officers and constables accepted that she had turned mute, they stopped asking. Young Elizabeth realised that the questions would start again once she "regained". ....the man yelled.... behave slut.... you know how to behave don't you? .... Hasn’t your Master trained you how to treat a Master? My blood rose at him insulting my Master and i moved back into position and prepared internally to take six...........i looked at you to reassure i was ok..........but you seemed to be elsewhere...seven, eight and nine came quickly and hard...the pain was intense and severe but i knew it would soon lessen and i would be able to rise above it...ten, eleven...i saw. His face next to mine, I can feel his breath on my cheek."He held me down, I couldn't move, his body leaned over mine, his hands on my shoulders. I could hear him breathing, feel his breath on my cheek smell his aftershave. I said, "My purse is in my bag. Take it, please take it, leave me alone." but he didn't seem to listen and I sobbed out loud as his fingers dug into my arms. I screamed louder and I felt his hand connect with my cheek hard, I screamed again and he slapped me once more. I got. His evil mentor was leaning against the mantle in his naked sexy arrogance, observing the novice’s progress with a ‘That’s my boy’ smile on his lips. He was indolently stroking the cock that had already ploughed both girls, letting the younger man have his play-time. His nephew had proved a good student and was being granted his reward.Josh made the most of the opportunity. Having smoothed lube all over their bellies his hands progressed to their dildo-gorged pussies, the pads of his fingers.