I couldn't say a word, so I just swallowed and shook my head nervously. He immediately began pulling at the zipper. My heart was hammering in my chest... I tried to look into his eyes, but his head was bent and eyes narrowed in concentration. Eventually, the zipper gave way, but instead of leaving me to undress myself, Matthew gently and slowly unzipped me. I was breathing so hard his hands brushed my breasts when I inhaled, and I heard his breathing quicken too. He unzipped me until my purple. "Do as I tell you now," he told her quietly. "Once you learn to do this, you can do it with any boys….or 'Me'… anytime you want to, especially with 'Me'." First, pull your skirt up so I can see your pretty pussy, then you see this bulge in my pants? Stroke it with your hand, feel how long and hard it is." He coaxed her along and after pulling her skirt up, started rubbing her hand on his bulging cock."Unzip my pants and pull them off. Don't be alarmed at what you are going to see," he smiled. I could definitely smell hair dye, and bleach. I could also smell and feel hot glue on my scalp, over and over again. After seemingly hours of pulling, and bleaching and dyeing, they wrapped a towel around my head. Then they turned their attentions to my nails, to what I could only assume was them gluing fake nails on each one of my toes and fingers. Next they dragged me up and took me into the back room, where there were no mirrors. Only here did they unblind me. They told me to look straight. Jennifer tried to protest but to no avail. Shewas sobbing hysterically as the palm of her mother's handrepeatedly rained blows on her unprotected posterior. It wassoon glowing with heat. The tears were streaking down hercheeks. Angelina pulled her to her feet and had her stand infront of her while she pulled Linda across her lap. Linda tried to protest as well but she was no physicalmatch for Angelina. She was quickly subdued and draped overAngelina's thighs and her left hand was stinging.