They were soon swallowed up on the crowded dance floor. After a few minutes I was curious to see what I was missing. I walked around the dance floor t...en right at the back of the room I spotted them. A group of men surrounded her watching as her dance partner kissed her and felt her up. He moved behind her and had her blouse completely open and her skirt pulled open and wrapped around behind her completely exposing her shaved pussy and bare breasts to the other men. One of his friends started. “I’ve got no idea where that vehicle came from, or if there are anymore in the area. I do know that when it doesn’t get back to base, someone is probably going to come looking for it.”“I know,” Burton declared looking thoughtfully back towards the wreck as he said it. “Personally I think I might just hang around here, although out of sight, at least for a couple of days. Someone else might come by and this time, if we’re lucky, I might be able to get a prisoner or two to interrogate.”“It’s. Right where I left her, the Bitch is a heap of used flesh, sopping wet with piss, atop her own luggage. Blankets on the floor, a bunch of her many bags stacked up to make a big platform, the top one a big travel suitcase, open with tons of her expensive designer clothes. All soaked with my piss, with her on top, tits up. Her torso is sunken down into the bag a bit. Her head and arms spill over and down the sides grotesquely, dark brown hair flowing along the bags and floor below. Her legs are. The ties had rubbed into her skin, leaving deep wounds in the flesh of her wrists and ankles. Blood had dripped onto the floor around her. She was naked, vulnerable and fear shone in her eyes. ‘Please, let me go,’ she begged as soon as she saw him. ‘I won’t tell, I promise. Please, God.’ Her voice was muffled from the plastic, coming to him from the holes drilled across the top of the plastic cube. He pulled open the door and went inside, dropping to his knees which put him at just about the.