She would sometimes pop in for tea after avisit to the stables, and would entertain us with stories of her progressat school, her gymnastics prizes, h...r dressage (which she loved, but hadto give up because her father couldn't or wouldn't pay), her complexbattles and victories over "the bitches" at school.Ultimately she became Head Girl, a huge achievement for a scholarshipkid, and it was clear she had single-mindedly converted her teachers andclassmates into a huge Rosie Fan Club.The day after. Sometimes I had like 3 or 4 guys fucking me at the same time, telling me what a slut I was, calling me bitch and whore. They spit in my face, pissed all over me, whatever they could think of to humiliate and degrade me."I remember on my fifteenth birthday this guy, I don't want to name names, anyway ... He gave me a pair of dogs for my birthday. Big dogs, you know? And they were trained to fuck. Everyone thought it was funny watching one of the most beautiful girls in the world suck off a dog. Given opportunities like this, Suzanne loved to take full advantage and really go for broke. She actually buttoned her nurse's top back up so she could have more to take off. She started just swaying and hamming it up a bit, but seeing that Alan and Susan were having fun watching, she started to get increasingly active. Before long, she was dancing wildly even though there was no music playing.Between watching Suzanne undress and Susan's tongue and lips vacuuming his erection clean of. Anne regrets now her lighthearted foolishness and underestimating the real qualities of Poet Peter.Anne is amazed how he easily talks in verses to her! Anne wonders what she now thinks of her Master?Anne as His hostage. She hated Him for that! She is extremely horny in His studio. How very confusing!Anne feels like He sometimes looks right through her, as if He can see her soul or read her hot mind.Anne acknowledges to herself she feels grateful for all hot sex so far, even taken against her.