Smalls, do you have a hose outside?”“Yes, I do. You may use it to clean the little whore up.” He told her.“Ok, cunt face, get up and get outsi...e. Find the hose and rinse off. Be sure to wash out your cunt and ass.” She explained.So, I had to get up, walk back outside naked where I could be seen and wash off with cold water. Mandy and the 3 men came out to watch me humiliate myself with the garden hose. I washed my body off and the stuck the nozzle into my cunt and let it wash the cum out. Next. Soon, Guard Chou Ferk will leave and the tavern’s Elite Ranked prisoner manager will give her something to recover before a new patron will seek “entertainment”.“No rush”. Guard Chou Ferk continued to talk to himself, rubbing his loins with the free hand. The intoxicating smoke from the cigar made him vigorous and giddy, wondering, among other things, if he should blow a purple ring on the slave girl and take her for a second round. “It’ll be bad if she dies”. He pissed himself as his mind. You will find out about it eventually, and I would prefer you hear it from me." Did it happen at the hotel?" Frederik asked. "Did a customer bother you? Or go too far with you?"Thinking about the hotel, Sandra did show a smile for a fraction of a second, and answered, "Well, there was a funny situation, or two there, but no, nothing bad happened to me there. It was after we had left the hotel, that something ... bad ... happened." Did you get... ?" Frederik started to ask. Afraid that what he. ’ And Trish did. She didn’t see him before his lips hit hers and his arms wrapped around her waist pulling her up against him. There was a moment when she considered fighting him but that faded almost immediately. ‘Who?’ She tried to form actual words when their lips broke but she was less interested in an answer than she was in fumbling her key into the lock and getting both of them into her apartment. ‘Are you?’ ‘You really don’t know?’ Trish opened her eyes and for a moment she felt bad.