They told him that local villagers – with a little help – had found the old mans boat in fairly shallow waters near the headland and had – with ...he help of some men from another village who had a big enough boat – pulled it from the sea. The people in the local village had rallied to the fisherman’s fight for life, and were fixing the boat even now, the old fisherman met this news with a trembling lip even as his eyes filled with tears. They two came again the next day when he was released and. I gently moved my fingers to find her nipple as soon as I touched that she turned towards me I was acting as if I was sleeping.To my surprise she didn’t take my hands from her boobs now I got little courage n started grabbing it slowly.As I pinched her nipple she moaned.She turned and slapped me then she asked what I was doing. I told her that I need her at any cost.I started to kiss her which she started resisting.I tried to move my hands in her nightie which accidentally turned her nightie. His thick cock rammed deep into my throat. I could feel the bile welling up in me, in response to the brutal entry. Wrestling against my bindings, I sucked, fought to adjust my breathing, writhed against the tight ropes and began to cry behind my blindfold as the man continued to assault my mouth.I wanted to cry, to scream out to my Master, to my Lord, for help. I was at this man's mercy. This man who could easily be my Master, or my Lord. No. I didn't recognize the voice. Oh, God... It was a. I shattered his hand and drove my weapon into his hard skull. His head snapped back, a dent above his brow. He shook his head as I drew back again.“YOU HURT HER!”I slammed my club into his head, tearing the skin and exposing bone. Blood spilled red from it.“RAPED HER!”I slammed my club down into his head. Blood spurted. The only color I saw.“BRUTALIZED HER!”I felt the satisfying impact shiver up the club as I crushed the end into his face.He wheezed and twitched.“YOU TORMENTED HER!”I slammed.