She held it down, the doorbell tolling over and over.“Fucking hell!” roared from inside, a light flooding on from upstairs, shout coming through a... open window.Footsteps thudded down stairs. A light flared on the first floor, bleeding through the arch window at the top of the door. A deadbolt lock twisted, then the door ripped open. A buff guy in white boxers decorated in hearts stood in the doorway, a baseball bat held in his hand.“What do you...” His words trailed off, seeing me and ten naked. That his was wrong and she should be more than a sex puppet. And every now and again she’d try and be someone else, she’d try to be respectable and not such a degenerate. But it never lasted long. As soon as she got a whiff of man her pussy soaked, and she’d become putty in someone’s hand.Her subservience was at its extremes when someone was abusing her. Just like John was doing to her now. Sarah did everything to make him happy. To get him to rough her up more even though he was already. Yes, you find yourself hungering to feel your nipples between my lips being teased with my tongue...your body is alive with want...desiring to feel the warmth of my naked body next to yours...wanting to feel the hardness of my cock pressed against you and delighting in the heat it radiates on to your skin. Caught up in this fantasy your hands travel down your stomach as your legs part slightly welcoming your touch. Your cunt is completely wet as your fingers trace your wet pussy lips. God. "Stephen pushes through the door, into the night, while she still stands. Now waiting for Seth, and this Alexander fellow.Lawrence and David are chatting about the differences between female and male sadists. She hears their echoing laughter as they walk off into the unknown night."Sophia, it looks like you'll be riding with us. Dont worry, we wont hurt you. Yet. Come, join us."Seth had an amused air about him. This piqued her curiosity. She wondered if she should say anything, or even look at.