Then I pulled my big bayonet and dispatched them both quickly if not neatly. That's was when I first heard the screams, the woman crying, "Stop, don't... Please!"I ran to the front room, the parlor, bloody knife in my hand and kicked open the door. Two men were holding Andrea bent over a chair while a third, his britches at his knees, was sodomizing her, both his hands grasping her hips as he lunged into her arse. Blood ran down her legs.I pulled him away from the woman and slashed at him without. ” “Yes, she is standing here.” “Ok then,” he put the phone on speaker. “Hello,” I smiled hearing My Masters voice. “Hello my Master.” “How’s my slut?” “Good thank you Master, how is Master?” “Master is well. Is My slut enjoying herself?” “Yes Master, thank you.” “Well, you have three men to please slut so Master will go, call me when you get back to the airport.” “Yes Master, talk to you soon.” “Mike, do you entertain out on that balcony very often? “Yes Stan, all the time.” “I think that’s a. Finally she turns around and continues on her way. I here her soft shoes padding up to the trunk and I sink down further into the backseat. The keys sc**** the inside of the lock and the door handle is jiggled open. She falls into her seat exhausted from her twelve hour shift. As the engine of her Camaro growls to life, the rumbling of the engine gets me all geared up too.As Bonnie sips her cup of coffee I decide that this is how I will bring her down. I slip one of the valiums Doctor McCarthy. “Keep it up a little longer”, she suggested to her daughter.Then Leila screamed and humped her cunt against Sandra’s face. She didn’t actually squirt but Sandra’s face was just the same covered in juices. Leila’s legs gave out and she crumbled to the carpeted floor. Eve rushed to her side. “You came…didn’t you…oh you cute little thing”, exclaimed Eve embracing her daughter who still looked stunned from the experience.Helen kissed her daughter’s cheek to congratulate her but Eve suspected even.