I felt his rage, his hurt when he yelled, “Fuck me whore! Fuck me you little fucking slut!” I was crazed and captivated by his passion. The power ...f his thrusting rubbing against my clit made me insane. I had never been fucked like that, but when he shouted, “Tell me you’re mine! Tell me!” “No! I don’t belong to you or anyone!” I was crazed and needed to cum but I wasn’t going to give in. “Tell me!” he yelled louder. I was out of my mind. This was beyond anything I had ever experienced. I. Sheila was a toy lover and had an array of weapons to choose from, she went under the bed and pulled out her Rabbit, she was going to fuck Mel good. She sank it into Mel's tight wet pussy, it slid in nice and slowly, Mel started to buck herself onto the vibrator, she was moaning loudly and kept asking Sheila for it harder and faster. Mel was such a horny little slut, Sheila went under her bed and brought a butt plug, she had no idea whether Mel was into that sort of thing but without saying. The reason was that she was no longer up on her toes, she was standing flat footed trading him three for one, no longer concerned over being hit.As the round ended, Mike wearily headed back to his corner. Suddenly Karla shouted out to Cathy,“I’ve got a thousand dollars that says Mike will make it through the next round.”Mike turned and glared at Karla; she had just painted a bullseye on his forehead, and he was not happy about it.The bell sounded for round six. Mike dug deep inside for the. “You usually dig your heels in until the bitter end.”I shrugged. “I have a few things that I want to say to the general population. Some of them are a little uncomfortable, but they might get the message across.”“How does Friday sound?” Mr. Peterson asked.“Right after late lunch?” I asked and he nodded. I shook his hand and was already engrossed in what I was going to say.They said goodbye and Mom gave me a funny look. “What do you have up your sleeve?” she asked suspiciously.I shrugged..