Her entire body was naked and bound by red cord to what felt like the bench of an excersize machine. A loud grunt escaped Kiras lips as she collided w...th a hard slab of concrete, the bench tipping on top of her. The sound of laughter ran tremors up her spine. It was a crazed, maniacle laugh that only made sense coming from the most sadisticly inclined. They never learn. A baritone voice cooed. No point in running sweetness. That rope is specially designed to bind naked women. Kira attempted to. On the second page of the newspaper, the main article mentioned Clara’s name, describing how she, a Brazilian, staying at the nearby pension had alerted the police about the horrific place. Clara had asked the detective to leave her out of the newspapers, especially the fact that she was a federal police agent from another country.The reporters were so immersed in the scandal that they didn’t dig deeper into her identity. They were more interested in interviewing the main investigator and. He moves into me slowly, knowing I’m going to be sore from last night. I moan as he pushes into me, lifting my hips so I can take his whole nine inches. “Fuck you’re tight,” he breathes as he starts to pick up a steady pace. I moan out, his cock stretching me. It’s crazy how good he feels deep inside me, even though my pussy is throbbing with soreness. Our chests slap together every time he pushes into me. I look into his eyes, begging him to make love to me harder. He leans into me and. I can go to school wherever we end up living.”“Does he feel the same way?”“Yes, Mom. He loves me very much. We’re meant to be together.”I knew I was treading on thin ice, “Mandy, does he treat you good? Does he respect you?”“God yes, Mom. He treats me like a queen.”On Saturday morning, I was leaving to go grocery shopping. I was just getting in my car when Jeff pulled into the driveway. When he greeted me in his usual very polite way, I told him Mandy was in her room and he should go on in.I.