Another hand went down between her legs. Rubbing against her warm wet lower lips. Finally finding their prize. Two fingers pushed themselves into her ...ussy, lifting Two fingers pushed themselves into her pussy, lifting her up from the ground. She tried to fight. She tried to struggle. He simply pulled her closer to him andwalked deeper into the shadows. Away from themusic. After a couple of hundred meters he pushed her down over a dumpster. Her chest rubbing against the cold metal, feeling it. It was an appropriate group, considering the video that he was going to show and hand out.A high official in the State Department, several members of congressional armed services committees, and a member of England’s Parliament were having a discussion. These leaders were debating how to continue culling the population of nationalistic patriots, and religious fundamentalists.The leaders were looking for ways to assure that more extremists and soldiers would die. The current approach wasn’t. My bottom is burning but I whimper for more. Each takes a turn."That'll do. Just want to wake him up. Your arse is beautifully red now." I want more, but there is work to be done. So I rise and complete setting the table.Now I am back in my room to don my cock rings, as instructed, and return to the kitchen, fully and expectantly erect.I see the time is almost eight, so I bring out the pastries, boil the water for tea, and set the coffee machine up. I take the cold meats and hard-boiled eggs. "You guys don't believe me?" he asked."Yeah, right," they replied in a chorus of disbelief, obviously not believing a word of it.He turned to me and ordered me to unbutton the top of my dress the rest of the way.I looked around the bar furtively. It appeared that nobody in the bar could see me. Ted had me completely obscured from anyone else in the bar. Only he and his friends were in a position to witness my further humiliation.I slowly unbuttoned those last three buttons with fingers that.