I left my recording with him. After all, he needs to justify his actions before his superiors. But he is certain. There will be no trial. It's over."I...shut up the attorney. He wasn't hot for it, but has now seen the light. He had nothing to gain by being stubborn. He cheered up when I told him that he could book the outcome as the result of his clever lawyering. An idiot if ever there was one. Cheers." And of course you did not bolster his coffers, did you?"Alfred's feral reaction took me by. She smiles softly at me, her breasts completely in my hands, my hands once stiff now loosen up as I caress them. She feels it happen, "You seem to be enjoying this",I laugh "Yes, I am." "How long have you wanted to touch them?" "Oh, so long" I mutter. "Tell me" she whispers."Well..." I pause wondering if it is a trap, but I look into her eyes, so soft and enquiring, it cannot be a trap. I feel like I must tell her everything, I bite my lip then decide to tell her everything "I have masturbated. I could feel the warmth of her pussy as I worked in her groin and realised it was wet and dribbling. ‘Could the little bitch actually be enjoying this?’ The second leg came off quicker than the first and once the stump was a perfect mirror of the left I turned to her final limb. I took a breath as I realised removing this limb would leave her a quadruple amputee, completely reliant on someone else for the rest of her life. I took another deep breath then set about removing her final limb. This. "Come on fuckboy, don't want to be late for your boyfriend do you?" My cheeks went red, and I was incensed, these cocky jocks had just raped me (and their best friend's boyfriend) and they were breezy and cool about it. I sprang up, ready to yell, but the minute I moved, the searing pain from my battered arse turned my shouts into a cry of pain. They thought it was a hoot, slapping me on the back and propelling me forward out of the rancid smelling flat. I turned to confront them, planting.