The bitch squealed from the assault on her ass. My fingers rammed into her ass painfully and she could feel them stretching and moving deep into her h...t tight ass.“Take that you fucking slut. Take my fingers in your ass. Fuck them. You like that bitch? You like my fingers fucking your ass like a whore.” His fingers were moving in her ass. He was furiously fucking her ass on my two fingers. She loved the way I was ravaging her ass. “Fuck it. Fuck it harder you bastard. FUCK MY ASS. Harder. "Don't worry, we're not going to break-in," BEN said. "We're not?" WILLY asked, disappointed. He sat down on the other end of the coffee table from her. "There just may come a time when the intercom may come in useful," and saying it, reminded BEN to play his fingers up and down his left sleeve, "Zee, ef... ef, ef... zee..." "What are you doing?" POLLY asked. "Shh!" WILLY told her as he watched in admiration bordering on adoration. "It's the ultimate personal computer!" STAN said, standing in. The auctioneer will want to advertise your presence as much as he can." Then hide me, but I want to see as near to a normal auction as can be arranged. Do not tell the auctioneer until we arrive at his door."Some days later Kamal Qumsiyeh said, "If it is still my Master's wish, there is a slave auction today. We could attend quite discretely. Many people will know that you are there but they have been told that you wish to be invisible; none will acknowledge your presence." Good," said David,. She was obedient and submissive in his bed, but he had no illusions about her feelings. If he died today, she would be licking the prick of his successor within the hour, given half a chance.She was duly prepared and brought into the Ruby Palace and down to the torture chambers. Once there she was stripped of her abaya, harem dress, slippers and every trace of adornment. Her jewellery was removed, and even her lipstick was wiped off. As she stood shivering slightly she looked round the room and.