He smashed her face in the mattress. She couldn’t breathe but it felt all that much better to feel vulnerable. She could feel him hitting her g-spot... She was going to cum, but she knew if she did she’d be punished. ‘I won’t be able- to- hold it- much- longer.’ He grabbed the still bleeding wound on her shoulder and pulled her up not missing a beat. Her heart pounded in fear and pleasure. ‘If you cum before me, you’re not going to like the end result so you better back off with the threats.’ He. The stories of the journeys, events and adventures of a Madame, her girls, and their customers. Room for everyone who wants to participate, nearly any role you can possibly dream up, just pm me with your character and entrance into the scene. Fun for all!Known as Bel to the girls of her house, Sarah glances around with a quiet air of satisfaction and serenity. At 32 years old she’s lived through a lifetime of experiences, both good and bad. From growing up in the Five Points neighborhood in New. Bob and I looked at each other with a questioning expression but decided to leave it at that.Edith continued to help me into the bath whilst Fred helped Bob. They sat us down and washed our hair and soaped our arms, chest and backs. They then asked us to stand and they soaped our legs and bottoms, and Edith explained that Fred should run his fingers up and down the bottom crack to make sure it was clean. She smiled at Fred “you know what you are doing here don’t you, you don’t need instruction. He'd learned to armor himself against that kind of thing. There were a few chinks in his armor, though he wasn't aware of them on a conscious level. His wife's death, for instance, was a chink in his armor. She'd taken a stray bullet in a drive by shooting. One second she was yelling at him for not asking for a raise at the shipping company where he drove a forklift, so they could get a decent car. The next second she was lying on the floor, her eyes wide open, staring lifelessly at a water.