Angela was more than satisfied with her new living arrangements because it meant she had complete control over her own destiny and had the liberty she...didn't have with Maria. The first night at The Devil's Den she made almost five hundred dollars and counted it at least three times to be certain she hadn't made a mistake. The other girls told her that it was customary for "new girls" to rake it in the first few nights because the regulars liked getting private dances from fresh pussy. One guy. Then there was the bald pussy, and further up, the embarrassed, anguished lookon her face. 'So you like stealing sweeties do you?' he sneered 'No wonder you've sucha big bum.' With that he slapped her buttocks hard and she leapt forwards yelping.The skirt fell to cover her. 'Get that skirt back up and get back into position' he shouted, and wasgratified to see her obey him quickly. He took the offending bag of stolensweets, and laid a trail on the floor with them. 'If you like sweets so. She was briefly confused, but realized quickly that the kneeling man was positioned at her feet, and she was wearing a skirt, her legs tied wide apart. Despite her predicament, she blushed and instinctively tried to close her legs, but the straps prevented her from moving them even the slightest. Her captor rose to his feet and pondered for a moment, should he start out light, or just jump into the heavy torture? He made his decision, selecting a brush from the table beside him. Sarah could not. ” I nodded and then exited the store.I wished that she could help me.I wished that ANYONE could help me.I just didn’t know what the hell was going on or who I could trust.I got back into Brian’s truck and continued towards the city. I didn’t have much cash left on me and Brian’s truck was running dangerously low on gas. I drank the entire bottle of water in one go but realized that it didn’t particularly seem to satisfy me the way that it should.As I drove down the dark highway, I noticed a.