But still despite her best efforts, keeping his house spotless, was a battle she was constantly losing. This of course earned her his contempt and fre...uent beatings. Much like when she cooked for him, she had to prioritize. The most visible messes had to be taken care of first. After which she worked on chores that had to be done that day. Dusting was something she perpetually did. No matter how often she dusted, it seemed to come back so fast. Finishing specks of dust on something enraged him,. " Leaning over, she whispered in his ear, "And you've fucked me so much lately that I'm sore almost every morning. And you know how long it's been since you could do that. Both of us look ten years younger, and your workouts have put new muscles on your body — something that doesn't happen to old folks. Let's take the block thing."Steve turned to Jeff. "What do we have to do?"Jeff got up and pushed a comfortable seat close to the cart holding the block equipment. Jeff picked up something that. Sandi said that she had told Ray that she needed to go to the ladies room to " Powder her nose " and asked Ray to show her the way. Sandi had asked Beth if she would join her. As soon as they were in the kitchen Sandi had asked if Ray had a bath off his bedroom and if so could they use it.Ray led the way and as soon as they were in his bedroom the girls had gone into the bath. Sandi had not closed the door completely and while Beth was on the stool she could see that Ray was watching through. What they’d done... No. What I’ve done.It was a truth she couldn’t bear to face. She’d committed acts beyond imagining in full view of her captors. She’d theatrically masturbated for their pleasure and caused herself pain for their amusement. And she’d reached innumerable climaxes just from having her sex savagely beaten. Worse, she knew that — if offered another opportunity — she’d willingly subject herself to even greater perversions to achieve orgasm. For she also knew with grim certainty.