"I'll even bet that's how you lost it! Was it your brother or your daddy or maybe your old grandpa who slipped into bed one night and showed you just ...why God put you here on this earth?"The girl started to protest, demanding that the driver stop and let her out. Instead, the man turned off the highway onto a dirt side road. Jennifer started to pinch and twist her nipples harder and faster as the girl in the video demanded to know why he had turned. It was then that the man reached over and put. This isn't your fault."Emily started crying harder again."Richard's right," Sandra agreed. "I'll go up and call them." I don't know if I can take that right now," Emily said."Now's the time, Em. I know you're feeling bad, but maybe they can find the guys, or something. Do you remember what car they were driving?" It was light grey, or white. I don't know." Okay, just wait. I'll be right back," Sandra said.A million questions nagged at Richard's head, but he was afraid to ask Emily anything just. "Yes, that you can. Plumbing, electrics, plastering, I do it all kid." he grins, you notice a golden tooth.The rest of the drive is fairly quiet. It takes roughly an hour and a half to get from your parent's house to Hilltop Manor.It looks just like the photograph. The stone steps wind their way up the hill to the front porch of the old home. The house itself looks daunting, 3 storeys of brick and mortar. The windows are tall and narrow, the frames painted a dark brown, a stark contrast to the. " Perhaps he was in no hurry, but I had no patience. I was aroused like I had never been before in my life and I wanted immediate satisfaction. It was agony for me to relax and wait for his schedule. "Your buttocks are barely welted," he said quietly, his hands caressing my flesh, sending shivers down my spine. "You have excellent skin, very resilient, tough yet smooth and supple." "Thank you, master," I breathed, hoping the answer would please him. "I shall enjoy punishing such beautiful.