From what I could hear, all the others were addressed first and little by little the din began to decrease. Eventually the room was silent. After even...more silence I heard a door open and footsteps echoing around a large room. I was guessing it was a gymnasium, but not being able to see made that just a guess. The footsteps got louder until at least two people seemed like they’d stopped close by. They took off my hood and I looked around. As I’d guessed, I was in a large gymnasium with portable. Tied to a bed and impaled, literally skewered and filled between her legs; slammed and fucked and tortured by his machine. Or perhaps after he had done other terrible things to her. But in the end, she somehow knew that it was the end?..at least of her dreams and perhaps even her sanity. He came back at half-time. There was no way to tell what the bitch saw now for her brown eyes were only slits that faced the ceiling and she softly whimpered with every stroke of the machine, but made no. Rather than risk getting all jumbled up it is easier for me to A. Follow the route I was currently on or B. Drive to the second location and go home from there. Trying to jump into the middle of a map is hard for me. If I did it I know I would get home sooner or later but I prefer to know where I am at. Plus, I wear sunglasses when I’m outside my home even at night because street lights, headlights, taillights, and such can be very painful without them. I have a prescription for the sunglass. Pubic hairs were no longer slashing her lips or choking her. She was still gagging, but it was from learning to deep throat. Bruno loved to have her lick and suck his balls and to feel her tongue go down between his legs, to reach his asshole. Rimming her husband was a special treat that Julie liked to offer.Watching the blood trickle on the shower floor, Bruno made a decision: "Julie, this is your last cut... Next time, you will get a waxing!" he said, going back to brushing his teeth. Julie.