There was nothing hidden from view now, every imperfection laid bare. She blushed and turned her face away, but Jason snapped his fingers, drawing her...attention to him. "When I'm looking at you, slut, you don't look away. Do you understand", he growled. Katie nodded her response, unsure if she should speak. "Good. Now, be a good little fucktoy and get on your hands and knees, like a bitch in heat." Katie's cheeks burned at the degrading words, partially because they turned her on, but she did. Lacking the time for long play dates in person, Manjula made do by sending Tony nude selfies, sometimes re-enactments of poses from his Playboy collection. He would have liked to send her a dick pic in return, but didn't dare. They both kept each other informed about their masturbatory activities, sending each other racy texts at odd hours of the day or night.Nevertheless, Tony found himself hungering for some real quality time with Manjula. He phoned her up one evening."Hi angel, do you think. So I continued to play with her with the dildo. I kept teasing and saying that Bobby was going to be here soon and she was going to be naked when he arrives.... Once again lost in the feelings she was getting from the vibe there were no protests to anything I was saying. I slowed the teasing a bit but she begged me not to stop. I told her only after she promised to let me keep her tied up when Bobby arrived would I finish her. Desperate to finish she said, "yes...whatever", just as the doorbell. It wasn’t often they got this much excitement.The sheriff led the way down an alley alongside the jail to a flat area at the rear where there were the remains of six whisky bottles and a considerable amount of broken glass. The sheriff set up six new bottles, whilst the crowd started laying bets.“They alright for you? Kin y’ hit those?” asked the sheriff.“Yes,” said Bea. She raised the Remington and took aim. Her first shot was just to the left of the first bottle. There was a moan from the.