And a terrible shriek erupted. Piercing as only a female shriek can be. A shriek of agony and ultimate despair. A shriek that begged for death to come... quickly.But it did not...As before, the whipping went on and on remorselessly. Twice the wretched girl was revived to suffer yet more. To suffer beyond all understanding.Oh that I could have shut my ears to the terrible sounds!But I could not. I knelt, hearing all, feeling the shadow of death approaching ever nearer to myself. If only I could get. At least let me try to help, I am my father’s daughter after all.’ Dara thought she sounded almost sad, the way she sat tiredly in the chair and the fact that she was wearing her fathers boots hadn’t gone unnoticed either. He was supposed to be incognito on this mission but what harm could it do to let the girl search the house for him? It might even help seeing as now the only lead he seemed to have was a series of intelligible numbers. ‘Ah…sure. But keep quiet. I mean, this is for your father. ’ Rhona stifled a yawn and asked, ‘Am I correct about this?’ Gavin said more or less. ‘Then why me? I would have thought you would have picked one of your yes men.’ Gavin looking at his watch asked, ‘Such as?’ ‘Roland Jones but my top pick would be Philip Twain.’ ‘I see. How long have you been working for us?’ ‘Seven months and perhaps nine days.’ Felicity looked in her electronic notebook. ‘It is seven months and nine days. That’s very precise.’ ‘I have a tidy and active mind.’ ‘Right, let’s. Mel managed to work another finger in, alternatively finger fucking my arsehole and sucking on Roger’s smooth member. Roger opened his mouth inviting me to kiss him, I bent down and he sucked my tongue between his lips. This aroused me enough for another finger to gain entrance to my hole. I was really turned on and ready for another first… losing my anal virginity.A hard smack on my arse startled me and was followed by a second.“Come on gay-boys, time to party. I want to see a cum fest.”Three.