I walked to the front of the store and paid for the lingerie. I walked out to my car and sat in the driver's seat. My eyes searched through the store ...or my slut. I saw her, walking awkwardly out the front door. Her face was flushed. She strode over to my car.As she sat down, she said, "It's in, master. And it's making me so wet."I reversed out of the parking lot, getting on the highway for the twenty minute ride back to Jessica's house. My hand started moving up her thigh again, and in no time. Security gathered the cupcakes and the girls and took them backstage. Freddie met her and told her he was always glad to meet a big fan. He apologized for not being able to get her a ticket, and asked her if hanging around with us backstage would be all right. She still hadn’t stopped crying but nodded yes. The girls and her mom took her to the dressing room to clean her face. She finally stopped crying and the girls put a little light make up on her. She and her mom stood just offstage for the. The girls shrieked and hugged while Charlie and I exchanged shoulder punches. "How've you bin?" Purty good. Workin' hard." Me too. You're looking good." Yeh. The boss makes sure of smokin' and drinkin'." Cut 'em out?" Jes' cut 'em down." You got checked baggage?" Maddy brought a ton; I've got my bag." Well, let's get to baggage claim. Girls, we're going to baggage claim."They gave no indication of having heard."So, what have you guys done over the last month?" We rented a grader and spent a few. We're going to get my wet little cunt shaved nice and clean for Daddy. Make you soft and ready."Pulling her protesting form up the stairs, her legs still so weak and shaky... she's just hauled, whimpering and sobbing softly... her raped ass still screaming out in painful protest as they move, stumbling to keep up. Once they reach the top of the stairs he steers her towards her pretty pink room. Full of pictures of friends and cds and clothes spontaneously thrown over the chair. He dumps her.