"Put her on the rack" Mistress' dressed in a tight leather dress over thigh high boots and long leather gloves ordered.The thief was unhitched dragged...almost u*********s and strapped upon the rack. Wrangler worked the winch handle stretching the girl to almost breaking point. She screamed, sobbed and cried but couldn't struggle as her body was as taught as a bow string."Get your self down here Dogbitch" I want this slut to hear you speak".I joined Mistress who was standing next to the girls. His arthritic joints were natures finest sex toy. The combination of tingling, clitoral arousal and pinching pain, that came in waves from her assaulted nipple, exploded in a powerful orgasm, which left her thighs jerking, as if she sought anybody, or anything, to penetrate her soaking cunt. The old man jerked his body and made a grunting sound. As his fingers slithered from her, he wiped them on the hair between her legs, spreading stringy wetness through the tight curls and across her naked. But I wasn't able to totally avoid getting involved. A few miles outside New York City, I was forced to hide in a car that had recently crashed as a family was marched down the road. A mother, father, and four kids (including one baby) were being escorted by three soldiers, two men transformed into shemales and one woman in a dominatrix outfit. The baby was being carried by the mother, and the father was carrying a young toddler girl. The two older children, one girl, one boy, only five and. The room looked the same really under all the brown house sweat that stained the once white walls.Sailor Moon poster and pornagraphic anime images still graced the wall. The computer had changed but still lay open with no outer shell, it's screen bright in the windowless room. Forever stepped further into the bedroom eyes fixed on the person sleep on the matress. He was skinnier as if her hadn't eatened for day and his long brown hair lay limp and greasy from days unwashed. The bare white of.