"He paused at the door and laughed harshly. "Your mom? Fuck that, puto, you're over 18, You gonna earn that money." He left and closed the door behind... him. I heard a clicking noise. I ran to the door and tried to open it. It was locked. I began to panic. I ran to the window. It was so filthy I could barely see through the glass. I tried to open it but it only went up about 8 inches. The street seemed a very long way down, even if I could get the window open it was too high to jump. I was. His massive grey haired hand gripped my neck as the other one approached my not slightly wet lips below. His two fingers might have well been a cock, they were so thing. He slid them in me and gently bit my neck. “ Mmmm, I’m gonna miss this, “ Nico said.“ You promised this would be the last time, I replied in a slow moaning tone. His fingers were making the sweetest love with my g-spot. I could barely speak. I looked down below my perfectly sitting tits and saw my stomach showing my rapid short. I thought you might have kicked her out to the backyard and gone back to bed though.”We started breakfast with me insisting on helping and Tricia wanting part of the chores too. We mostly took care of it with Patty giving directions while she and Cheryl sat at the table. We cooked sausages, bacon, home fries, scrambled eggs and toast, serving Patty for once. I put a plate in front of Cheryl and by the time that was done, Dan was up, looking at us like he wasn’t quite sure what to make of what. Tightly. Then my knees were tied to his. Our legs were firmly attached. Lastly, a strap or belt was wrapped around our waists and cinched tight. It pushed the air out of me with a whoosh, and I felt pain from my intestines being pressed out of place. Being tied to this guy, naked, still stinging from the flogging, was about as humiliating as I could imagine. The audience loved it, and clapped as our legs flailed together and we struggled against each other. It seemed as if there were some sort.