The 'bad dudes' met me as I came in "Bout fuckin time shithead! We kicked a little bitch tonight to load you up! Don't fuckin be late agin" I bounced ...ff the wall as he shoved me and then two quick hits to my back had me down. Then I tumbled down the stairs to the basement with one of them hauling on my collar."Rack him up! I want to fuck him right fucking now!" and my clothes started disappearing while I tried to recover from those two kidney punches. My god what am I doing here!"Lindsay? You. ” Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her feet. It was then that the girl noticed a long rope running across the room. Knots were tied all along the length of the rope. Rope was set about waist high. “Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love.”Kristen nodded her head. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen ready. Mr. Smith took out a ball gag, nipple clamps and 2 sets of weights. He put on the gag and clipped the weights. That touch brought fear rushing back to her, hovering all around her, making it difficult to breathe."Brian" she whispered, deciding it was time for him to wake up, because she was getting a little nervous and had decided that maybe she WANTED him to throw her out.Brian felt his chest come down on small firm breasts, just like his Aunt Jill had. His hand went between them and he grabbed his cock. He'd had a lot of practice at getting started lately, and his hand put the tip of his cock. That would prove to be a devastating choice. She had just unknowingly taken an ecstasy cocaine mix with alcohol. Cynthia was sitting on the sofa and Spencer had sat down across from her on the love seat. She had on a pair of designer jeans and loose-fitting crop top sweatshirt that was open halfway down the front, but it had a laced-up drawstring to hold it together.Within a few minutes, he could tell she was calmed down considerably. She had stopped crying.After a few more minutes, Spencer.