He stood up slowly, moved towards the door and silently locked it. ‘Well then. First things first. I want you to beg me to punish you.’ He watche... the fear spread across Claire’s face. ‘Because after all, I am doing you a favour. And I may need a little ‘convincing’.’ Again he waited, as he saw her fear turn to horror. He grabbed her arm and roughly pulled her to her feet. His voice took on a darker tone, as he almost growled at her. ‘Beg.’ With one single word, he pushed down hard on her. Janelle picked up the phone and placed a call to the detective bureau of the Detroit police department and was directed to Sergeant Trombley in the missing persons bureau."No," he said in the telephone receiver, "we have had no missing persons reports involving any teenage girls. Not in a long while." But someone mus be looking for 'er," Dr. Janelle insisted. "She ees such a lovely, young girl, Sarshent. Some-one, somewhere mus be worried about 'er." Well, if they are, Miss, they haven't. So Mariya challenged me to stand near the fall and get drenched in the water. I told that it would be really cold so she told that she would also join me. Then to my surprise, she started to remove my shirt telling me to not make it wet. Then she asked me whether I am wearing any underwear and I told yes.So now she started to remove my trousers and I was there in my boxers in front of her with her being fully clothed. I asked her to remove her clothes as well and now she was in a blue sports. He was still fuckboy hard and ready to go again as he pushed her onto the bed and ripped her panties off of her, shredding them to pieces like so many times before.He rammed his cock into her slippery velvet cunt with one hard thrust and begin punching in and out harder and deeper the bed squeaking and squealing, the headboard smacking against the wall and knocking what was left of the red paint off the walls. It didn't matter.This was their room for as long as they wanted it because, as it.