“Please.. Please.. I beg you. Let me go. I don’t want this. Please..” she begged.“No. You don’t want this. But guess what? I do.” I have m... girl another slap on her pretty cheek. She cried harder. I snapped open her bra and tore it off her, hurting her while doing so.I then slowly hugged her from the back and moved my hands up to her amazing breasts. When it seemed that she was the most vulnerable, I squeezed her boobs so hard, that her cries became screams. I gave her a very hard slap on her. Young bent her over and lifted her short skirt up. ‘Mmm, what a nice round ass you have. I would love to have seconds tonight!’ He pulled her butt plug and told her to put it in her mouth for later. He took his huge cock out of his pants and spit on it to make it a bit wet. Then with a nice fluid movement, he entered her asshole all the way in. She gave out a small moan of pain and pleasure, which motivated him to start fucking her tight asshole deep and fast. Mr. Young didn’t know this, but. Thefeeling of freedom, of unrestrained bouncing, was gone. However, thisfeeling of constraint and restriction came with a new chill washing overmy body.I looked down comically and a generous portion of clevage greeted my gaze.I was wearing a strappy girl's top now. It had a loose hem on the bottomthat swished around my midriff almost like my skirt was around my ankles,but I hardly noticed that. I was too busy gaping at my naked clevage,which seemed to be lifted and pressed together slightly by. “You have to continue working like that” he ordered, as he casually twisted her nipple so that it hardened even more than the cold water had caused.Abbey had no choice but to obey in spite of her extreme discomfort physically and emotionally.Then Joe removed his hand from Abbey’s breast and deliberately poured some water on the floor in front of where Abbey was standing.Abbey was not sure why Joe had done this, but she knew that it had something to do with showing that he was her Master and.