Smack! ‘Not now, Sarah, you’re going to learn your lesson first. Besides, if I want to finger fuck you myself, I will, whenever I please.’ Stil... leaning into the fence, my body heaving with tension and need, I imagine his fingers violating me, sinking deep into me. ‘Fuck me with your fingers…sir…’ I beg. At that moment I hear a cough at the far end of the alley. The sharpness of the sound snaps me out of my delirium and I’m suddenly self-conscious and ashamed of myself. Oh my God. I’m bending. A week later I had swapped out the plug socket for a fake with a CCTV camera built in (not fucking cheap, but worth it) and drilled a hole through to my little room. It was hooked up to an old laptop I had laying around, and I started recording. I figured that if anyone caught on I could claim that I was just acting on the report of the customer and using my initiative to catch the culprits, and at a push admit it was “poor judgement” to do it the way I did. But, as I was the only one in charge. Aur phir 20 min baad mein jhane wla tha wo 2 baar jhad chuki thi aur main bhi jhad gya aur uske uspar so gya, phir humne khana khaya aur uske baad mein uske gaand par haat pherne laga uar usko bola ke mujhe tumhare gaand bahut pasand hai aur mujhe isko bhi chodna h toh usne bola ke usne kabhi gaand nhi marwae h aur bolne lage ke aapka lund lene par mujhe itna dard ho rha h toh agar aap mere gaand mein apna lund daalo ge toh main maar jaungi,Phir main usko samjhane laga ke maza aaega aur bola ke. This was to be a pleasant evening spent enjoying Cecily's misery - pleasant for him, not for Cecily.But even as she twisted and sobbed on the bed, Cecily metamorphosed back into Harriet. Another scene. Another time.What had happened?Albert had kidnapped Ruth. Harriet remembered this clearly because Ruth was her child and since Cecily was childless she hadn't been able to hedge her anguish.So what to do? She'd been frightened. She hadn't known where to turn and so in the end, she'd panicked and.