They were busy with the equipment so it seemed. I guess they filmed my rape. But They werent done as I thought. I was picked up and tied over a padded...desk or something. My kness were on the floor, tied way apart to the desk legs. My hands were tied around under me to my knees. I felt a finger press into my asshole. It pushed in and out rather fast. Then another. Two fingers working into my ass. When they seemed to fit another finger was pushed into me. Three fingers working into my ass fast. Then I saw some flashes, through the dark contact lenses, along with clicking sound. The intruder was clicking my pictures.The flashes were not bright for my eyes because of contact lenses. From the sound of the camera I could make out that the intruder was taking my pictures from every angle. I think some very close-ups were also taken, probably of my breast, nipples pussy ass and face. I was now very scared. Who is this intruder? Why the pictures? Where will the pictures go?A ball gag was. I hope you like him as much as I do."Emma was not too sure that she would ever really like this man, but he certainly interested her. He was as tall as the Count, but thinner and stooping where her host and rescuer was straight and well built. Emma realised that she was being subjected to the sort of small talk that some men consider to be all that women are good for. Where the Count treated her as an equal, this man looked down on her. She could tell that he looked down on her a lot more when. ’ His hands pushed sharply down and with them went her panties. May squealed as she felt her panties yanked down to her thighs, but it was too late. Suddenly she felt his hand pushing her thighs open and as he gave a triumphant growl she felt his finger roughly push up inside her. She stood on tiptoes, straining to minimize the rough thrust of his finger, but the more she tried to free herself, the harder his finger pushed. Impaled on his rough white finger, my girlfriend writhed and clutched.