In a fewminutes she comes out. She has medium sized breasts with small pink nipples. Wego into the smaller bedroom. The cross is on the floor. She lie... on the bed,face up, trembling. The bed creaks. Art goes into the kitchen and puts on the gloves I haveplaced beside the planter. He strips off a fistful of? leaves and returns to the bedroom. Hecaresses her left breast. She cries out as the tiny nettle hairs drive acidbeneath her skin. He strokes her right breast firmly. Now both breasts. You emptied my refrigerator anddrank all my beer, now I'm going to have to restock, so let me hear thedamn songs."Mel laughed. "Ooooohhhh, bitch girl huh...Fuck he's bossy ain't he!"I nodded about to say something when Jas said, "We did drink all hisbeer."So that was it with his encouragement we ran through them all.Afterwards we sat around drinking what was left of his beer andlaughing. He got on great with the girls, he knew them already from thelast album, he worked as the sound engineer for. . I know you like it ... suckit, bitch ... you deserve this..." He erupted, floating his scum into my throat. We collapsed for awhile; I wasslowly regaining myself when he gagged me again. "That's good for you slave; 'twas a good blowjob but we don't want youmouthy, do we?" He left me alone. I had lost my sense of time when he returned and silentlyuntied my legs. Was my ordeal done? No! My new Master chained my ankles with steel ankle cuffs and a short chain,allowing me only tiny steps. Then He. I was always tall for my age.We were poor,and so most of what I got was my brothers hand me down blue jeans and tshirts mostly. I only had 2 dresses and did not wear them unless it was sunday and we were going to church.One day dad,mom, and my brother had loaded up the cattle trailer with some steer calfs and had left to take them to the cattle auction and sell. Leaving me at home alone to clean the house, and do the chores I had to do every day. Feed the chickens, gather eggs, milk the goat,.