She knew this to be right. She had no other choice. Grasping the balcony railing, she said a short prayer, asking for forgiveness for her actions, and... prepared to vault over.“Madeleine?”She froze, hearing her lover’s voice behind her.“What are you doing?” Dave asked, taking a gentle grip on her arm.“David… you must understand-”“Understand? Understand what? That you are about to kill yourself?!”“It must be done,” she pleaded, turning back toward him with tears in her eyes. “Please, you have. Afraid. Anxious. Nervous. About a future that is unclear. Closing my eyes I see and feel it. Warmth. Courage. Strength. Ambition. Understand what that means? I am broken. Torn in half between two worlds, darkness and light. Is there a third? Yes. It’s the driving force. There is the freezing wind and the flame. It’s unfortunate as both are capable of burning a thing. It’s more than just simple words. Truth.prison builtPaved streets, concrete walls, wooden structures, and things beyond count are. We made a few more video clips, showing her face, using the Strawberry Fields nom de plume, as she did the same thing as the first, and a four-minute clip of her getting fucked, without seeing her assailant.They started even stronger, not peaking until the fourth week on the masturbation with her face clip. The fucking clip got an outstanding 15,000 click-thru’s in less than twelve hours. We were making the money I thought she could and we still fucked every day, even when she was having her. In that brief moment, Sarah thought she could escape, she swiftly made a bolt for the door but she was surrounded, the guys quickly grabbed her and forced her to the ground. One sat down on top of the her, another held her arms down while one guy grabbed her legs. She was pinned, she felt totally trapped and helpless, unable to resist their need to have their way with her.As the guy on top of her began to help himself to a tit-wank, using her tits to please his hard cock, the one holding her.