I thought I needed to play it cool, so I just simply fucked the shit out of her. I figured it might be the last time that I have sex with her."Whew ba...y, where did that come from? My insides are still squirming and I think I might walk a little funny tomorrow. Good thing I have Friday off," she said gasping for air.I didn't say much. We just laid there, with her snuggled up next to me as we both tried to catch our breath.The next day I went to work and when I got home, I loaded up my truck with. Burke? Did he never know?”“Of course not, a man might just; just!, I say; he might just accept a woman who was not a virgin, but he would never take a woman who had been fucked up the arsehole! Oh, excuse me!” She had forgotten who she was speaking to for a moment. “But the beauty of it is that, used sparingly, it is impossible to detect, and a woman’s purity remains intact for her wedding night.”The girls were about to flood her with questions, but their father was coming back to them and the. Leash and collar had been formed out of speaker wire. Her whole body was covered in welts and bruises. The thick leather wrapped handle of a tennis racket was buried deep up her ass, the face of the racket looked like a beavers tail. Cum leaked from her bruised cunt. Two of the boys had long rods, fishing poles they had stripped of the reel and eyeholes. Tome and time again the lashed her back and legs, striping her ass and thighs until she could not withstand it and rolled over, only to have. ” Heather struggled upright and Lauren reached out to help. “Why don’t you just stay here,” she suggested.Heather looked around the room and saw the feeble sunlight beginning to come through the windows. “What time is it?” she asked. She looked down and saw that she was still dressed in her clothing from the evening before, though her shoes were missing, and that she was laying on the hospital bed with a light blanket around her. “What happened?”Lauren reached out and took her hand. “You.