She said that I could leave now if wanted and take theold lingerie — or I could stay. If I stayed I would need to follow herevery order. Of course, ... stayed and she gave me a little drink of brandy — for my‘courage’. We went into her bedroom and she said: “Strip to your underwear. Takethe old panties out of the bag and kiss the crotch. Take your underwearoff and put on mine. Do the same with the bra.” She was XXL and 42C. Istood in front of her in her panties and bra. I was getting aroused. Theresa was looking at her daughter, but unable to really help, given the current state she was in. Jeanie's husband was getting the car and unlocking the gate, so they could leave.Soon, everyone was in the car and they were on their way.Jessica's head throbbed. She wasn't so timid about the blood, although she was a bit concerned that there had been so much. If Doctor Tillerman hadn't been there, things would have been a different story.As in the case of smaller hospitals, Jackie had heard. Mabel closed the door behind Sarah and motioned her to a seat. She placed a kettle on a hot plate and turned it on and laid tea bags in two mugs."Water be ready in a few minutes, would you like some cookies to go with the tea? I was restless last night and baked up a batch of chocolate chip one's, they're mighty good if I do say so myself." Sarah nodded; she hadn't had homemade cookies since before her mother had died. Mabel put half dozen cookies on a plate and then the plate on a server and. You need to learn a lessonabout torturing men.’He sat on a chair and stared at his hostage. She wasquite a sight and he couldn’t possibly leave herunm*****ed, not with his dick still stiff in his pants.He got up and went to her, nibbling on her tits until hernipples were very hard. While she remained bound in hisrope and on his bed, he climbed on her and fucked hercunt from behind, yanked her by her hair and called her awhore, a hot slut, a horny bitch, a brazen hussy.He told her she was his.