. evil. I left her there, and went to sit in the lounge, continuing to pray. Whatever else it did, it calmed and reassured me. I found myself quoting ...salm 91;He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt. I looked over and could see Jake doing the same to that old woman. Watching my man fuck another woman was a huge turn on for me. This old man had a nice cock and he knew how to pump. He had a nice pace going and played with clit getting me to orgasim quickly. Then he pushed my legs up to my chest really getting deep into my pussy when he started to cum, his hot spunk spraying deep into my womb. I could feel every squirt of his cock. Then I looked over and could see Jake was spraying his own. Being spanked. Harsh words from men and women, punishing their slaves, having sex with them. Listening to pleading and begs, of girls like me asking to be let go right before the gag is inserted, harsh slaps, whips, loud hums, orgasms… I pretended that I had been k**napped, forced to listen, completely gagged, no vision, the only sound of the pleasures and pain of girls, pretending that my captor wanted me to hear this while bound, gagged and blindfolded…to know what would be in store for. Her lips had become red as they swelled in excitementand her little clit poked through as thought struggling to breathe. Ifell to my knees and she leaned back on her hands to steady herself. Ikissed her warm chest and squeezed her thighs as her scent rode to mynostrils. As sweet as candy."Oh this is so hot. I wan this so bad. Please touch me all over," shepanted as I made my way down to her navel and then to her Mons. Shelifted her hips to my mouth and I gently pushed them down. I moved mymouth.