I gasped and struggled to pull away, but his hand that had previously been on my thigh was now holding tight to my hip, keeping me in place. I tried t... push on his chest, but he was so much stronger than me. In fact, he soon leaned in, so that he could whisper in my ear: "You're soaking wet, little slut. I knew you were a little whore from the moment you walked in here, teasing all the men with your sexy legs, your boobs and your bare cunt. Well, you succeeded in making me hard, and I can tell. What had Harvey done now?The constable’s eyes widened as he took in the faded bruises around her eyes. He couldn’t keep his eyes from straying to her arms, where there were more bruises, old now, and fading as well. His eyes went naturally to her breasts, which were still fine under the dress. He wondered if there were teeth marks there, too, like the ones he had seen the man leave before. His eyes rose to find her staring at him. She knew where he had been looking.Never a man to mince words,. But I think you love him. And I knowhe loves you. He is just too damned afraid to say it. I saw him atdinner with you on Sunday. He adores you." As an employee ..." Maria started."As a woman," Grandpa cut her off. "A damned fine woman at that. You arepretty, shapely, and have a good head on your shoulders. Any man whoisn't attractive to that is probably one of those gay fellers."Maria looked at Rachael, who shrugged her shoulders. "I was thinking thesame thing," she told her mom. "We just have. Her pleas became screams as he continued mercilessly. The camera men scurried back and forth, recording all they could.?Now you,? the leader said to Lisa, ?Strip.?Lisa’s mouth was dry with fear and she trembled as she took off her clothes. When she was naked and barefoot the fork of a tree branch was placed at her neck, and a bolt pushed trough holes in either end of the fork, trapping her neck. This was the ?goree? or slave stick that slavers frequently used to coffle slaves. It was.