"The bitch has her sweet pussy shaved!". He exclaimed…Some fingers began to probe my soaking wet cunt.I felt so ashamed and helpless as they ravaged...my body. I realized that my pussy was becoming wet.I turned my head and looked towards Victor. He looked back at me.My eyes pleaded with him but he was powerless to help me.Somebody pressed a cock into my face as I realized with a sickening feeling that I was expected to suck on it.My hair was pulled from behind and my mouth was guided towards this. "Dave shrugged to modestly accept her compliment as the tailor motioned for him to stand on a low stool so he could mark the proper length of the pants. The tailor made several other marks on the pants, the vest, and the jacket with a piece of chalk. He then turned to Sarah and said, "Miss, I can have the alterations completed in thirty minutes." Dave walked back into the change room and pulled his comfortable shorts and golf shirt back on. The salesman took the tux from him and Dave left with. " Love isn't just about sex," I said. I couldn't believe I was havingthis conversation, and it was starting to make me sick. All those warm,fuzzy feelings from my kisses with Monica and Bryce had faded away, andthe queasy feeling from earlier in the night had returned."Oh, 'love'," he said, air-quoting sarcastically. "That why you let himgo to L.A. while you stayed here?" Look, you don't know anything about my love life," I said."I know I want to be a part of it," he said. Great, Alana's. "Don't move my pet" he whispered in her ear. She stood very still, her body shaking. It seemed like the sounds were amplified, but yet she couldn't make out what the sounds were. It sounded like an old rusty steal door opened and closed, and she turned her head toward the sound. ::Clang:: another sound this time to the left of her. She was turning in circles trying to listen, trying to figure out what it was she was hearing. She reached up to lift the veil that covered her sight and heard him.