I was grateful that it was summer time and that I did not have to cut school to hide my injuries. In those days, the slightest thing would set him off...on a drunken rampage. I dealt with it the best way I knew how. I kept my mouth shut and braved it out until it was over. Yes, suicide had crossed my mind more than a few times, but I did not want to give my father the satisfaction. However, lucky for me, I was good at hiding what I was really feeling. I was sitting at the kitchen table, eating. Her heart stopped beating, she stopped breathing, her teeth were clamped shut. She couldn’t act, she couldn’t attack these men, she’d be shot dead if she made any sudden movements.Roger made his way to her, pulling her wrists behind her body, grabbing her ass in the process. He pulled out a knife, cutting the rope, making sure the knot was tight. He then pulled at her sports bra from behind, running the blade up the middle, cutting it off her body. Roger, delaying his orders of tying her. I feel relaxed and pleasure. Both ladiespulled out and had the guards kneel before them and cleaned their cockwith the guards' mouth. Leather Mistress is handed a 2 inch wide buttplug by Ilsa. She drive the plug in my ass. The plug keep my ass full andher seed in me.After the guards finished cleaning Leather Mistress and Ilsa's cock, theguards released me from the stock and led me to the cell. Ilsa opened thedoor. The cell was a padded black leather room. There was an eyehook inthe middle of. Thankfully school was out for the summer and the only people I saw from school were my long time friend, Jake Clark, my sister Teresa (we call her Terri), and her boyfriend Will Stuart. Jake did more to keep me grounded than anyone else I knew and he was one of the few who didn't grind on me for my looks.Speaking of Terri, while she is a beautiful girl, she can also be a pain in the butt sometimes. I chalk it up to sibling rivalry most of the time, but other times I am not so sure. For.