“That sounds perfect.”“Speaking of perfect,” he says. “I need to suck on your perfect tits.” With that, he begins to unbutton my shirt, a ...ure example of multitasking as his cock is still buried deep inside, and he’s still thrusting into me. So I decide to help, and the job goes much quicker. He bends his mouth to one of my nipples, taking it gently between his teeth, flicking it with his tongue, sucking on it. With his free hand, he rolls my other nipple between his fingers.“Oh, Brad…” I moan. But now I decided to dig deeper. I didn’t know what I was going to do if I even found out the truth, but I needed the truth. I bought a small spy cam off Amazon and placed it in my place.And again concocted a story about leaving for another interview. After I came back, I retreated to my room and turned on the footage. Mushtaq came in, with his shoes on followed by my mom. The voice quality was bad, but it seemed like he was quite in control.He sat on the sofa and lifted his feet, and my mom. I feel lightheaded and I’m sure I’ll faint soon. I can only hope so. If it’s possible to bleed to death, this would be a great moment. But I won’t faint and won’t die either. That’s the reason I wasn’t allowed to drink alcohol, he didn’t want me to bleed to death! He already planned on cutting me. All of this was part of his plan, I feel awful. I would give my life to escape!But I can only sit there and be in pain. When I look over my shoulder I see him tasting my blood. I can feel his tongue. I..." She gave a shriek as he raised his switch hand again. "Please! Please, ok, ok I'll do whatever it takes." Now listen," he drawled climbing out of the car and opening the back door. "Your friends you keep telling me about. Well if they came up this road they're already in good hands." He unclipped her rampant nipples then unfastened her seat manacle."Now what you need to understand is there's the law round her; then there's the law." He helped her stand her legs bending in, her tits still.