“What about breakfast,” asked one of the younger girls in our group. He just laughed, “Why eat when you’d just throw it back up within a coupl... of minutes.”We got up to get dressed and discovered our clothes had been removed. In its place, we each had a short (very short) plaid skirt and a see-through white blouse. Where is our underwear someone asked? He laughed again. “When we were your slaves you never allowed our women to wear anything under their holey shift so why should we give you. The progress of Gareth's mouth from the vagina, over the navel, around the crenulations of her nipples and finally to her mouth and its expertly capped teeth was just as leisurely and steady as his earlier progress from the ankle. All the while, he kept a finger or two inside the warm cavern of her vagina, twitching her clitoris and pushing his fingers back and forth. Marianne gasped and panted with growing passion, her polished fingernails digging into Gareth's broad back. And just as Marianne. But this was a new year, and she was trying to make amends.It wasn't working. She raised her hand, and Mr. Doherty would just smirk at her. Someone caused trouble, and she got lumped in with the blame. He made sarcastic comments all the time. Sophia understood why, she really did-he must have spent all last year seeing her face in front of him and wanting to kill her. But she was trying to change. And he wasn't getting it.She'd discussed it with Warren, who advised her to talk to the man. Good. Told me to buy Malwarebytes and keep it up to date. Must have taken him10 mins max and he wanted $100! Still...I asked him to set up the anti-whatever app for me as I wasn't surewhat it entailed other than my hard-earned cash. He did it, I put in mycredit card info and handed it back. He pressed a few more buttons andsuddenly the porn I was watching earlier popped up. Oops!"Uh, Nick, umm, you might want to stay away from these sites, that'swhere the malware came from, the ransomware. They embed.