She felt for the first time an emptiness that she shouldn't be missing, the emptiness was a lack of male genitals that for what seemed like hours had ...ithout mercy plundered her virgin holes. She didn't really know who it was but one bastard had repeatedly slapped her breast so hard while fucking her she could recall the sound and pain even though the fog.She had screamed during the attacked, she cried, she fought and resisted, she punched and kicked and even when she was exhausted she screamed. . and other stuff" she reminded her. "Oh yeah... well.... well he's really into women's lingerie... Imean he was always buying me all this frilly stuff to wear." "And...." Sylvia encouraged her. "What was he like in bed?" Jan looked embarrassed. "Um.... well nothing special... he neededa lot of... well... stimulation to get it.... well you know." "And what else?" Jan hesitated. Her face was quite red. "Well.... there was thistime he wore one of my nighties to bed..... Tharsas winced from the pain of his knees hitting the cold stone floor, but offered no resistance when she continued to push him down.He lay on the chill stone, dreading what he knew was to come. Once before he had been unable to resist reaching climax, and she had been prepared with what she considered a proper punishment. Lavina stepped over him, standing directly over his drooping member, with her feet on either side of his hips, her knees pushed outward slightly. She stared hard into his. Looking out the small window over the sink, I noticed that the rounded edge of the counter was at just about the right height to rub against my clit. I went up on my toes and pressed my pussy against the counter. Ohhh that was nice! I stood there for a little while lightly humping myself against the hard edge. I thought about how later that morning my mother would be standing in that very spot cleaning the dishes without any clue of what I was doing just then. I don’t know why that gave me such.