Bent over her to survey the results, he said, ‘You know the rules. Leave, speak out, and I’ll destroy everyone you love, including your darling so...n. Agreement or no agreement.’ He waited, letting the pain subside. He liked to do that at first. Steve was no dom. There was no preparation or safe words. There would be no aftercare. Christie would be left lying on the studio’s rough carpet, having to tend to her own wounds. He was simply a man who liked to hurt women. Steve swung the cane faster. Tentei contorcer-me, mas ele era muito mais fortes que eu. E foi num instante até que ele enfiou dois dedos pela minha cona a dentro. Gemi, mas aguentei. Já estava semi nua, e sentia aquelas mãos todas em mim como se tivesse caído num poço de serpentes. "Está húmida a puta",- Declarou ele e com razão. Estava mesmo húmida. A tesão estava a tomar conta de mim, e eu estava completamente descontrolada. Dois deles tinha colocado os mastros de fora e masturbavam-se enquanto os outros me apalpavam. "Please, don't hurt me anymore, I will do whatever you want. You have already raped me, what else do you want?"The Judge slammed the door shut and strolled over to the locked cabinet, a cruel grin on his face. He unlocked the cabinet and Rebecca could see that she was in trouble. The cabinet was full of torture instruments. Whips, paddles, spiked dildos, nipple clamps, chains, handcuffs and many items that Rebecca did not even know what they were, but she did know that they were meant to. Like at work."Oh my God. Did he just say that? Does he not know that I would fuck him right here and now?Troy slowly moves towards me and lifts his hand. He pushes my stray hairs from my face."You have a gorgeous ass."I can't find my words. I decide that silence is better, because I don't want to say anything that will make him stop whatever he has in mind.Troy leans in and kisses me on the lips. His hands find the buttons of my jeans. He undoes them. My pants drop. He stops kissing me. Troy.