” The scared girl continued to stare at the two men. John was a big African-American, he was shirtless, with only a pair of ragged pants and boots. ...ich was a white guy much smaller in stature than John. He too was shirtless, his back and chest tanned from their journeys. Her green eyes moved from one to the other. John looked at Rich. “Go get Miss Allie, maybe she will make her more comfortable so she will come out.” Rich left the building and ran back to the house where Allie was. Allie had. Is someone being beaten up in there?? Stephan's getting really nervous. He's always shied away from conflict let alone physical altercations. But he can't act like nothing's happening. He has to do something this time. Besides, this is his room. He forces open the door but what he spots inside the room is nothing like he expected.He sees two people on a bed. One of those is unmistakingly fucking the absolute shit out of the other. Currently tightly hugging her pillow is a blonde on all fours. He placed his arm around me as I cried, my tears soaking his shoulder. “I feel so damn stupid for letting this happen.” I sobbed trying to regain my composure.The man, whose name I never got, reminded me of my own father. The fact that my own father was lying in hospital bed only served to heighten my emotional release. “Honey, this will be OK. The condom broke; they do break occasionally. We can take care of this.” he said as he gently rubbed my head trying to reassure me. I will never forget. I tried hard to not make a sound this time. My success at keeping my agony secret seemed to only infuriate my brother-in-law. The whip landed on my back three more times in quick succession. Now, my dear sssister, he said, coming up behind me to smooth the hair from my eyes. I had started crying again as soon as the first blow had landed on my tender flesh. Dantes tongue flicked out to lap up the salty liquid from my face. I shuddered in revulsion. I half expected a trail of slime to be left.