The big man eventually killed most of his victims but sometime liked to leave them alive. Jake said the ones he left alive were like a living memorial...to his skill. The dead ones were considered the lucky ones.The six man squad rode into the farm yard at full speed with their trilling rebel yells and firing their pistols like they usually did. Their method caused panic and it helped prevent immediate organization for resistance being formed. The display wasn't needed on the little run down farm. "OOoooh yes spank me, spank me, spank my ass I love it, It turns me on!" "Beg me slut, beg me to spank you!" "Pleeeasse, pleeasse spank me I beg you spank my ass Oooh Oooh fuck". The intruder smacked her ass again and again. SMACK! "OOOOH" SMACK" OOOH" SMACK "OOOH". Her ass turned red as he continued to fuck her from behind. "You know your my slut now right?" Lisa didn't think too much about what he said she was too busy enjoying herself. "OOooh yes im yours I want you to fuck me like this. It was a good sized room, St. Andrews cross, stocks, padded horses, a cage, a wooden horse, the walls lined with gags, bondage gear, fetish gear, spanking implements, quite the showcase. ?Here is where I punish you or anyone I choose, or anyone who chooses to punish you, understand?? ?Yes Sir?. ?Good, onto your living area.??First thing is, there is no lock, privacy is no longer a word that pertains to you, do you understand???Yes Sir? He pushes open the door and we step in. I notice a small TV. "Such a sweet pretty pussy."I came on Mr. White's face. I cried out with my head whipping back and forth, my head thrashing and my back arching. As I was cumming Mr. White moved up and pushed his cock into my pussy. "Oh fuck," I moaned. "Mr. White, you're fucking me."Mr. White, my neighbor, the father of the kids I used to babysit, friend of my mom and dad, husband of the nice Mrs. White, a man I've known since I was five years old, had his hard cock deep inside my pussy. "Yes Kali," he said..