A noise, outside. I rolled of my mother and curled up under the sheets, crying. ...'You want to be a bitch, well then get fucked like a bitch, you who...e!' I put my hands on my ears and shut my eyes as hard as I could. No, get out of my head! Leave me alone, you monster! Sweating, crying, shaking.Then, hands around me and a body close to mine. I cried onto my mother's chest. I failed, I wanted to be strong for her, but I failed. "The voices, the images... they won't go away mom." Shh shh, don't. My husband will be at work for a couple more hours and I need you to fuck all my holes in the bed I’ll be sharing with my husband tonight. Please! I need it!” I heard one of the guys say, “We gonna fuck the living shit out of you bitch. Lead the way.” and I sprinted all the way from the pool view room to the adjacent room and was totally winded as I such the door behind. I really didn’t have to be there as all the cameras and mics were motion or sound sensitive and turned themselves on and. “Whatever you would like Master.” She grinned.“Do you know how to pleasure a woman, whore?”“Yes Master, I’m very skilled with women.”“Excellent. Next time I call upon you, you must bring me some more whores. More whores!” I called out, reaching down and slapping her ass again.Candace let out a loud moan, but wiggled her ass.“Good stock there. You come from good, strong stock, whore!” I said loudly as I squeezed and smacked her ass.“Yes Master. Yes Master. Does my ass please you too Master?”“I. Who am I going to talk to, then?”A moment ago, anyone trying to ruffle her hair, or touch her at all, would’ve been viciously slapped. It would’ve broken the frail mask of composure she was affecting and sent her right back into a furious rage. For some reason, right now she just felt… surprised.“You’re such a jerk,” she said, abruptly latching onto him in a fierce hug. He stiffened up for a moment, but didn’t push her away. That… wasn’t what I meant to say.“I guess,” he said, wrapping his arms.