I cant find any trace of her before 1995. The only reason I think Masters is her is that there’s a picture of Masters in our archives and she looks ...ike Prosser might have back then. I have a source who says they are definitely one and the same and who also told me about the bribe.’‘Who’s the source and don’t tell me a good journalist always protects her sources because we both know it’s bullshit.’‘Oh, come on Arnie.’‘Come on my arse. If I don’t know who your source is I don’t know how to deal. My master decided when it was time for them to fuck me. I was glad as I wanted them to use me for their own pleasure now. (Reading this back I can hardly believe what a slut I was. At the time it felt the most natural thing in the world. )One by one and then ...all at once with double penetration...the three of them fucked my cunt and mouth, made me squirt and squirm and cry out in pain and pleasure. From behind and then on my back with my legs held locked high and wide. I came and came and was. Once inside the room, he was like pulling my sari away and tearing my blouse. Oh I really enjoyed that. He grabbed me from my back, while I was running away from him (playfully) and cupped my breasts and squeezed them hard till I screamed in pain. He had undressed himself and we both were naked animals. His erected penis was touching my buttocks and back.“Hey do not put it there, I mean in ass.” I feared if he will fuck my ass hole, as I had read in some stories, I knew some men want that. He. I pull tighter with each thrust in and out of that hungry little ass of yours while you rithe and scream in ecstasy….You wave your hand with only 3 fingers up in your signal that you cannot take another second and I release, pulling out of you as you fall to your side flat on the bed desperately trying to catch your breath…. I remove your hood and gag as you gasp hard for the fresh air and freedom…. “you are far from done my dear…” I tell you as I straddle your face taking away that freedom as.