." ...Topic change?" Kacey asked, sighing as Ellie nodded her head. "Okaythen, who do you reckon's going out of Strictly this weekend?" If it ain't Ed...Balls it's an in-fucking-justice," Monique scoffed."Though Daisy's been in the bottom two twice now, like?" Reckon the BBC are getting at her 'cause her dad's doing the Voice onITV?" Kacey asked."Dunno, maybe," Monique shrugged. "What you reckon, Ellie?" Huh?" Ellie mumbled, having been suddenly startled by the mention of hername. "Umm... Yeah.. To be honest, even if we were in some private place (hotel, apartment, house.. ) I would prefer if there was someone watching, through windows, from the backyard… just so people realise what a whore she really is.I think I would use a knife, to get rid of excessive clothes, and to make sure she realises that as of now, she is just an owned fucktoy, an object of pleasure and servitude is the only thing that should be of interest to her.I know for sure that I wouldn’t stop, not until she is. “I’ll call you about the car next week. Thanks again.” With that she gave me a very quick peck on the cheek, exited, and gave her characteristic demur wave as the doorman greeted her and she went into her building. My mind was in a tizzy on the way back to my condo. Judging by the horns that honked at me I probably ran a couple of red lights or stop signs, but I did make it back without totaling my Tesla. As I tossed and turned during the night I had to admit to myself that I had developed a. Apparently he didn't last long, but had reached round to play with her clit as he fucked her, so she said she got off nicely if not as hard as she would have liked. They went back to their seats and continued chatting, and he kept slipping his hand under her skirt to play with her. He also tried to get her to flash any men who passed through the carriage and though she tried to stay decently covered, she thinks several men saw her bum or pussy on the journey.When the train got to car stairs.