?Her state of arousal being compounded by the computer screen in front ofher, showing a seemingly never ending slide show of pornographic videoclips.?... Evenclosing her eyes brings her no respite from the show, the ear phones taped toher ears pump in every moan, groan and slap of hot human flesh.? She finds her eyes dragged back open by herneedful curiosity to see what is befalling on the screen, be it a simple momentof a man and a woman fucking through to a hardcore bondage scene and. He back handed me twice, making my nose bleed a little and tossed me on the ground from my neck. It hurt a lot. He walked back to the kitchen, grabbed his coffee and went to the living room to sit down. 'Get to work Faggot.' he said casually and pulled out his phone. With tears in my eyes, still lying the ground where he chucked me like trash, in my hot pink bathrobe and matching corset and thong, I crawled to him in the living room sitting infant of his feet. I was traumatized, I just stared. They enjoyed their little masturbation ritual at the showers with their slaves. They grumbled but had to make do with just toying with Kim’s body.Faith loved her new tasks. She diligently kneaded all of Heather’s sore muscles and again marveled at the beauty of the naked woman lying on the table in front of her. Even though she was a self-proclaimed heterosexual, she found herself becoming aroused by the nearness of her slave sister. After she kneaded the muscles of one part of the body, her. They dragged me into my house and threw me down on my couch. Speckles,not much of a guard dog, barked at them, but one of the men locked herinto another room. Speckles continued to bark."Sit down and stay still," one of my attackers said.My mind was racing so fast. If I run quickly to the kitchen, maybe Icould grab a kitchen knife."Are you Aaron or Kathy?" the guy covered in potting soil asked."Neither" I replied. I don't know who these guys think they are, butthey're not getting answers from.