‘Why didn’t I know?’ she whispered at last. ‘Why did no one tell me?’ ‘They gave up trying long before you were born.’ Matt’s fingers ...ightened around hers. ‘It was just something they decided not to talk about. I don’t think many people knew. I didn’t know until Charlie told me.’ She blinked back tears. ‘And he told you all that when he told you—when he told you everything else, at Suzie’s funeral?’ ‘Yep.’ There was a harsher note to his voice now. ‘It was quite a day.’ For the first time,. The nature of the amusements these people had in mind for her was becoming all too obvious. Laughing and taunting her, they took turns adding to Christy's torments, each in some special, fiendish way. One man seemed to take particular delight in zinging a small, ugly, braided whip back and forth across her nipples until they were achingly sore. Another took advantage of their rawness to intensify the effects of a cleverly devised set of weighted nipple clamps. Christy tried to stay still to. An older white male had replied. He had age spots, wrinkly skin, and a short fat cock... excatly what I like. His balls were hairy too. He said we could meet at a motel to have the encounter. I get there around 8 pm. I was nervous but my pussy was throbing as if it were going to explode. He emailed me saying he would be in room 109 waiting for me. I enter and it was dark. There was a lamp on in the corner but the light was dim. I see him sitting at the edge of the bed with his pants down. I. I do various jobs, like substituting, helping others perform their assigned tasks, as well as---" Stop!" Rosen ordered. "What I mean is, tell Ben what you are!"Blushing, I once again addressed the younger Rosen: "My name is Virginia. I am a whore, an appliance. I exist to receive your cock in whatever orifice of my body you choose to put it in. I have no right to refuse a male's requests or demands, and will gladly submit to whatever sexual---" That's fine!" barked Mr Rosen. "Now lay across the.