‘Just fucking break baby,’ he thought, holding her squirming body still.She whimpered, her voice finally cracking after hours of this torture. “...oe ... I... , “ she paused considering any other lies she could tell. She sighed, realizing she was backed into a corner on this.“It was ... him. His name is ... Jack. He was just trying to help me,” she lied. She knew she just secured Jack’s death sentence with those words. She was sure they had him locked in another room, ripping his fingers and. I was terrified that he would tear me apart. Ignoring my pleas, he used his fingers still slick with my pussy juices to run over my tight rear entry. I gasped as he pushed one and then two fingers into my rear hole. At first I was paralyzed with pain, but as my hole was stretched to accommodate the intrusion, my arousal took over and I began to thrust back against him, wanting him to fuck me in both holes. The bastard laughed, saying that I really was a little slut, as he pulled his fingers out. "Louisa. Here are the rules."They are VERY simple:"First. Do not speak or say anything or that ball will be back in your mouth in an instant."Second. You are our slave. You will do anything we tell you."Third. If you don't do what we tell you, punishment will be swift."That's it."Fear spread through her body once more.Not wanting to be beaten again, she started to open her mouth to tell Mort, "Yes." Don't!" was yelled at her once more, louder and more forcefully. The choker at her neck was. Bill twisted his finger in my butt slowly. Even though I came my dick stiffed again as he played with my hole. Tim slid out from under me and went to Bill. He wrapped his arms around him and hugged him. Bill pulled his finger out of me and hugged Tims neck. He turned, facing Tim he gave him a kiss. Tim reached down and pulled Bills shirt off, then his shorts. As he stepped out of his shorts Bills dick grew thick and stiff. Bill grabbed Tims waist and pulled him close, Tim stroked Bill slow as.