”Megyn struggled in total panic as the dragged her over on the chain, laying face up.They held her laying on the chain, with part of her butt and he... waist.Michael wrapped the chain around her waist two times and tied the links.Sobbing Megyn lay on the ground with the chain already biting into her skin.Shawn attached the winch cable to the chain.“Michael please.” Megyn begged weakly. Michael laughed and motioned for the winchto start hoisting her up. They raised it slowly, inch by inch,. He lifts up my shirt tail exposing my bum and when I lift my knee to the worktop to give him access, I feel a connection to him.His cock is in me before I ask him if he fucked his wife at this sink.“Maybe once,” he says, panting.I push back against him, lift my leg further up and bend over, my head near the taps.“Am I better than her, Wilson?”He gasps and it feels like a minute before he responds. But he never stops thrusting. “She was my wife, Amber. It isn’t the same.”And then I do something. The guy, who brought me here, was telling the others that how well I was fucked by some cheap guys previously, which he saw. And how well I was been fucked by both of them earlier.When I was all naked and standing as a treat in front of them, they asked me to turn around and show my ass to them. After showing them my back, I was asked to bend down and spread my butt cheeks to show them. I was doing everything I was asked. It was followed by bending down to show them my boobs.It was followed by. Then came the voices, but they were indistinct, as if they were in another room. There was movement around him and he felt a soft breeze flow past his face.His eyelids were strangely heavy, but when he finally forced them open, all he could see above him was a bright bar of light that hurt his eyes.Memory returned next and Pan gasped, expecting to feel the agony of his crushed leg and the sharp, cutting pain of his broken ribs. He concentrated and he could feel pain in both places but it was a.