I triedto move but, it was like I was in some kind of restrains. I was blind foldedand gaged. I could hear someone in the room with me. ?I'm going to ...ake yourgag out but, you are not to say a word unless I tell you to. Do you understandme?? I shook my head yes. He gave me some pills he said it would help withmy headache. He asked me if I was hungry or needed to use the bathroom. Afterhe feeds me and I used the bathroom he put the gag back in and told me he wouldbe back later. Then we will. She loves a good time, she’s got a certain sense of style and she’s got attitude. She’s a girl who enjoys the mall, might wear more makeup than the Ivy League would approve of, and gives some thought to her hair. She’s got a mouth on her. She says what she means. And she’s got a nice, cheerful laugh. She’s spunky and witty, and she handles competition very well. She’s got that confidence and not much holds her back. A Jersey Girl has the tenacity and drive of a New Yorker, but with the beauty. I was overcome by both the sensation of her pussy around my cock and the idea that she was approaching her own orgasm. Would we cum together? I moaned, and my cock began jerking and twitching as a powerful orgasm tore through me. I started pumping my cum inside her. All at once, her pussy stopped sliding up and down my shaft, and I knew she felt it, my orgasm pulsing inside her. Was she freaking out? Was she enjoying it? I didn't know, and right at that second, I didn't care, I just felt her. I gagged. “What is this?” I recoiled in horror.“Strip, you pig of a bitch!” Raising the pail, he threatened, leaving no recourse open to me.I began by untying the knotted apron strings. A river of hatred flooded from him. “I have always known your lying ways.“I will tell you true, whatever the accusation!” The apron fell and I pulled toggles from loops as fast as I could, down my dress.“You took Luke into the town, a month ago!” He raged. “You told me the church.”“I-I did, son. But there was no.