Mentre en J?nos i l?Enric deslliguen la Patr?cia, li treuen el penis, li deslliguen els bra?os, els canells, i agafant-la l?aixequen per fer-la passar... per sobre la cadena, en Manel deslliga els canells de l?Aurora i li ordena posar les mans sobre el cap, mentre ell la fueteja. Li va donant cops lentament i espaiada, fent-la tornar a posar be despr?s de cadascun del cops. L?Aurora pateix for?a, amb els m?sculs de les cames que no poden m?s i llan?ada endavant per cada cop, colpejant el seu. Startled, Fay jerked forward, bumping her head on the shelves before spinning on her heel and gawping, alarmed, at the man standing in front of her. ‘Hello, girl,’ he said, sternly. ‘I’m…ah…sorry…errr…’ was all that Fay could manage, her eyes darting between the man in front of her and the fat man she’d noticed over his shoulder who was leering openly at her cleavage, wantonly displayed in the silly maid’s outfit. Fay opened her mouth to speak again, far too confused and a little scared by. ? Anton bowed and smiled at the plump fluid man. The man bowed back, but said nothing. The man in black honed in on Jill. She screamed as he reached for her twisting her arm. ?ANTON!!? she cried and the protective sheet fell away. The man dressed in black quickly secured both her hands behind her back and Jill started to kick out. Through experience the muscle man clasped Jill’s naked and wet from sex body into submission. She tried to head but him backwards but he found a pressure. It’s a lesson I learnt back on Earth, in my string of shitty jobs. Dead-end situations where there’s literally only one thing to do got me through my formative years, through my twenties, and through a damn alien abduction, not to mention my job as an intergalactic sex slave/prostitute, with most of my sanity intact.In this case, while it’s probable that Bane may punish me in some way, it’s inevitable that he’ll fuck me again (oh, what a truly, entirely horrible fate! my pussy weeps at me), so.