“Come and see me for any injuries you sustain. As my John said, you are not very good at healing yourself.”“I will, thank you ... er,”“Imeld....”“Thank you, Imelda. You are right, I always had others to heal what few injuries I sustained and lost what ability I had from under use.”“It will be worth re-learning. You no longer have anyone at your beck and call,” Imelda replied in kindly tones. “I will help if you want.”“Thank you, I would be most grateful, Imelda. You are John’s wife, are you. " Bunny and Sugar Bear stripped down the security guards tied them up and put them in a dumpster. Once they were dressed up as the security guards they entered the casino. From Bunny's Intel she knew they would have to make it all the way to the counting room. On the other side of the counting room there's a door that leads to an underground warehouse. Walking in the back door Bunny saw a security checkpoint. She immediately shot both guards with a pair of dart pistols she had brought with. You slap my ass so hard, over and over again, making me tear up with pain. Then you flip me over roughly, and slap me across the face.“You bitch. You fucking bitch. You never learn, do you? I’ll teach you. You WILL learn!” You slap me again, pull my head up and mouth open by grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling, and you shove your cock, straight from my ass, all the way into my mouth. The taste is a mixture of the lube and my cum, and I look at you with pleading eyes. You fuck my mouth. ? ?Shut up you little whore!? He growled and pushed her down the hallway and through the great hall. Clarisse watched as Maggie passed exposed like a street whore.He released his grasp on her hair and fumbled with something unseen on the wall. A side door clicked open and he pushed in wide before pushed her through it. He pushed her against the wall face first and told her to stay still as he lit a torch and He grabbed a torch from the wall. She didn't notice and latter wouldn’t remember.