Now! When that timer goes off, you better be ready and I better hear it go off. Do you understand?”“Yes Sir,” she replied, ending the video cha... and heading to the bedroom.With 30 seconds to spare, she FaceTimed him back, naked and toy in hand.“Good girl,” he said by way of answering. “If my calculations are correct we should hear from Alexa right about now.”Sure enough, Alexa piped up and said that 5 minutes had passed.“Now,” he said, “as much as I’d like to watch the entire show, I know that. It started to hurt a little bit making me cry out some I couldn't open my legs too much because he had my teal shiny silky panties down by my knees.. After 10 or 15 minutes he had a bunch of fingers in me I don't know how many but he had my pussy stretched open more than it has ever been before.. I don't know why but I was enjoying it with the pure pressure stretching my puss out… He pulled his fingers out then I felt the top of the cold tallneck bottle going in me till the bottle part started. He pointed to a little partial wall that stuck out a bit to hide the dumpster, and told me that I could step behind the wall and nobody would see me. He promised to watch to make sure nobody came around the corner. I was so desperate that I did what he said. I went behind the wall, squatted down, and moved my panties off to the side. They were a little moist from where my pee-pee leaked out. I let go, and a heavy stream of pee came flowing out and splashed on to the concrete. It felt so good to. Snoring. Deep and rumbling. The warleader slept.Perfect.The dagger’s sharp tip pierced the canvas with a rasping whisper. With patience, I cut down, working through the thick cloth. My knife whisked. I paused after each sawing stroke, listening to the snoring. It stayed the same. Inch-by-inch, my blade sliced downward, making my entrance into the tent.Finished, the cloth swayed, loose.I crept through the hole and crouched just inside. Movement froze me. In the corner, a form uncurled, painted.