Darkness was starting to eat away at the atmosphere. I had to get home soon.“I wanted to say this to someone for a long time. I don’t know what th...e fuck made me think saying it to you would be a good idea.” I stood up, and chuckled again to myself. “Because you won’t judge, I guess. You literally can’t. Salvador – fuck. He’d put Nicole on some sort of therapy shit through the school. She’d never talk to me again. Carson? He’d probably tell her to get over it or something. Megan’s volatile. It all made it clear for Donna she was raped, and there was nothing she could have done about it. Worse, there would be nothing she would do now, afterwards, either. How would she explain all this?Ms. Brendan crawled off the bed and walked to the front of it, facing Donna once again. “And? How did your first true ass fuck feel?” she lifted Donna’s head by pulling her brunette hair. “Pretty intense wasn’t it?”Donna’s face was speaking for itself. She had cried from pain through the whole ordeal,. The guy that was with her had seen better days. He looked like a biker without a bike. He had to have been in his mid 40s.I had spent the previous two weeks getting my film studio ready. Ok, it was a dining room with a fresh coat of paint and all of the furniture shoved into the living room. Ah yes. Let’s not forget about my high tech equipment at the time. Armed with a cheap Wal-Mart special camera shop lights from Home Depot, which on film give off a yellowish glow that make everyone look. "I know the ones you mean." At first I was a little disturbed by them but after watching a few, I saw that the girls in the videos seemed to derive as much pleasure as their ... tormentors. It kind of reminded me of my time with Collins. He would often tie us up as he molested us."Angela nodded sympathetically."I want to try to please George if this is what he likes, but I'm not sure..." ... how to go about it?" Angela suggested."Exactly. I've tried tying myself with clothes line but it wasn't.