How dare she..."I have a question for you. Do you have any pride in America at all? Don't you care about American interests? Don't you care about our ...ociety's commitment to free markets? Doesn't any of that matter to you? Just whose side are you on?"That was the moment Cecilia snapped. Finally she had enough. She thought for a moment, not about what she was going to say, but how she was going to phrase it to make it as forceful as possible."Investors lost money. Aww ... That's just so sad .... I don’t mean light slaps, we’re talking about slaps so hard your whole head turns. It brings me to my knees putting more stress on my bound arms.“You fucking cheap piece of shit whore, you’re my toy now and you will feel the pain of your whoring life cunt!”I see him getting into my bag of toys, Brendy knew exactly what should be in there. He takes out the penis mouth gag. Walking back over to me he jams it into my mouth securing the straps around my head so it is lodged in my mouth.“Just. “It looked like you were doing more than kissing her,” Tabitha said, a wicked twinkle in her eye. “She was gasping so hard. She had quite the release, a powerful cure for her hysterics.”“I may have used a tentacle on her,” I said.Tabitha’s eyes widened. “Henrietta, you can’t do that.”I blinked. It was the first time since I met Tabitha yesterday that she had called me by my first name. Usually, she called me Etta. I stared at her as I pulled out a clean camisole from my chest of drawers, eager. Her voice gave my skin goosebumps. “Hey Andi.” I said, using the nickname I used to use for her when we were younger. She smiled. “I've missed you. How have you been?” she asked. “Good. Just playing basketball you know.” I said. She giggled, “Still trying to become an NBA star.” she said. This time I smiled and nodded. Mom clapped her hands together. “You can take your stuff up to your room. I'm going to start dinner so I'll call you two when dinner is ready.” she said. Andrea nodded and.