I own you.”Bridgette’s hands clawed at the belt but there was no give. She began to see spots in front of her eyes as her breathing was stopped. D...esperately, she tried to agree with Dustin. Finally, he released the belt, just a enough to let her suck in air, coughing and wheezing, she caught her breath and said, “You win, baby. I’m your slave. You own me.”He tightened the belt again, cutting off her air and bending her back. His fingers probed her buttocks until he found the pucker of her ass. Fear helped me keep from doing that, but my whole body wasspasming from the hand he was trying to worm down my throat. ?You?re a virgin in all your holes?? I nodded, but said ?yes, Sir? too eventhough his hand was still inside my mouth. Some men are offended when you don?trespond vocally. He shook his head and left. My heart sank.But the other two preferred complete virgins and I tried even harder to pleasethem. More fingering of my cunt, quite painful stretching to see how manyfingers I could. He shifted rabbit breed books, brushes and some clippers off the table and knelt down on a cushion in the small space beside it, Swinging a rabbit show calendar aside. What a view!Through a spy hole in the panel wall, across Esther’s room he had a clear view past the foot of her bed to her wardrobe and the chest of drawers. Her gorgeous, shapely, bare brown bum wobbled as she rifled through her gear. Jimmy knew she was going out on the town and it was Friday night, so no work for his promotion. Dave grimaced at this, knowing there was no way to avoid a confrontation. He knew there was no real danger that these fine upstanding citizens would do him any harm, but he still had no desire to do violence. Camelot had given him more than enough experience at that for one lifetime."I'm serious. You don't want to do this. Especially with such faulty equipment," Dave replied, raising his hands to show he was unarmed."The hell you say, homie?" the heavyset thug asked.With a thought, Dave.