I found some left over fried chicken, fried potatoes, green beans and bread and warmed it up to feed her. She has not had anything to eat for the past...twenty plus hours. I took her food into the small bedroom leaving it on the table I went back to her. She was out either asleep or unconscious. She apparently had not heard me return. I got a zapper from the cabinet and zapped her left tit with an electric charge causing her to scream behind the ball gag and struggle against her restraints. I. He pulled her face from his shaft and slapped her cheek telling her that she was his "schoolyard whore" and she did not get to make any sounds other then saying yes to every demand he gave. She was promptly put back to the task of sucking his long, saggy balls. I watched quietly as the men got more aggressive with every gag and choke Mike caused her. I knew these men. Not persoally, most of them at least, but from seeing them at the school for different events. They went to PTA meetings, school. I was happy. Phir hamare beech roz ki tarah normal batein hone lagi. Main kabhi kabhi use mohsin ke naam par tease karke bolta tha ki, “kaisa hai tumhara boyfriend….”. Pehle ek do din to usne pehle mujhe boyfriend kehne ko mana kiya…But dheere dheere wo seedhe mujhe mohsin ke baare mein baat karne lagi..Ab wo mere question se irritate nahi hoti thi.. Kuch aur din beete aur uski baaton mein mohsin jyada aane laga.Us ghatna ke lagbhag 10-11 din baad mein apne ghar aaya, raat ko family ke saath. Chance was pleasuring her body like it was and instrument and he was its master. Roxy couldn’t help the muffled whimpers that escaped from her sealed lips.The feeling was too good as she played with her pussy. She imagined Chance licking her so good and sucking on her clit so hard. “Yes, Chance, eat me!” she cried. “Oh, fuck yeah, Baby.” Roxy humped at her fingers as her pleasure built. The imaginary Chance sucked harder on her clit. Roxy bucked on her bed and rubbed her clit furiously.