I hate you!" Kristina screeched. Wasn't there anyplace she could be safe from this monster? Apparently it wasn't safe even at home."Calm down," said R...ck. "Somebody might hear you." I hope somebody does hear me," declared the distraught teenager who nevertheless lowered her voice. She buried her face in the pillow and began sobbing uncontrollably. Kristina barely reacted when she felt Rick's weight shift the mattress. There wasn't any thought of escape. What was the use? When she felt Rick. I was weary, and went up to bed.In the morning I went back to the basement with a tin cup holding a scant mouthful of water and a small crust of bread. I ripped the gag out of her mouth and placed a small bit of the bread in her mouth and held the cup to dribble a few drops of water past her lips. Either the rope had stretched or her body had, her heals were only about an inch off the floor. Looked at me dully. I pinched and twisted her nipples and forced fingers into her sex. She jumped and. You glance up there and the lights are still out, oh well maybe tomorrow. You pull of your blazer revealing the thin white button down unbuttoned maybe a little to low, just enough to give a peek down it when you lean over. Slowly you unbutton it revealing the sexy white lacy bra. You always wear sexy underwear, it makes you feel hot even if no one gets to see it. It gives you that edge you like feeling, feeling like every eye is on you even if they aren't. You unzip your maybe a little to. He could feel her hot breath on his neck. He removed his hands from where they had been toying with her nipples and resumed the soft caressing of her back. When her short, panting breaths slowed and started to become more normal, Mike turned on the couch and laid Emma down on her back. He disengaged her arms from around his neck and knelt beside the couch leaning over her. It was time to see if she was going to be multi-orgasmic like her mom . . . or if once was going to be enough for today..