There was the woman, on her back, dress shoved up around her middle, shaking her head from side to side. And there was the man, with shirt on but lowe... part naked, mounted on her, bottom contorting as he violated the woman, hard, over and over. His hands pinned her upper arms to the ground, and he grunted, muttering, "You dirty cunt, filthy cunt..."Further enraged by the horrible language, in one motion Heather approached and swung the board hard, bringing it down on the man's head.He groaned. At every parole hearing, she swore up and down that her stepfather was dead when she found him but no one believed her. Over the past 5 years that she had been in prison, she had been four different women’s bitches until one day she rebelled and turned the baddest bitch in the prison into her love slave. Unfortunately, Mitzy had been transferred to another maximum-security prison 2 weeks ago and Vicki still missed her. She had been lying on her bed, fingering her pussy and thinking about. When he opened her door she gasped with surprise. He smiled and helped her out of the car and opened the front door into his living room. ‘It’s not much but its home to me.’ He told her as she took in the immaculate appearance of his condo. It was small but had fine art decorating the interior walls. He took her coat and hung it in the closet and then kneeled down and removed her shoes. She looked at him with a slight puzzlement. His hand motioned to his spotless white carpet and furniture and. . they have hurt you. And I know you want revenge. We could kneel and pray, Sister." Would you cheat on your wife like he did? For any reason?" It's not the same for me... as God's messenger. Sometimes I have to... you know... comfort others. But my wife understands and accepts it."Bernice Bartlett was confused. She had turned slightly away from her minister and her loosely belted robe had fallen open. One of his hands was now on the bare, opulent flesh of her breast, caressing and hefting its.