”“Ah! Ouch”Was all that she could moan while my dick rammed her pussy mercilessly.I think we went for a good few minutes before I was about to c...me. She had stopped screaming but was still in tears and looked in agony. I groped her breasts as I came into her bleeding pussy.I slid my cock out of her and wiped the blood off. She wasn’t moving and I can tell she has passed out. I leaned over and kissed her.“Baby that was the best sex I ever had.”“Oh..Ankit we shouldn’t have done this.”“We totally. Deal? I’d finally agreed, and called him.His number rang and rang, and just about the time I was going to hang up so it didn’t go to voicemail someone answered.“This is Captain Dallas Holm with the Los Angeles Police department. Who am I speaking to?”I was surprised, and stuttered a time or two.“I am Grace Belmont ... I was trying to call Roberto...” I stopped, flustered. I honestly had no idea, in spite of knowing him and working for him the last two years, I had no fucking idea what the man’s. "You are going to be a good little slave girl, or I will beat you day andnight, is that clear, ' Donna told me." Yes, Mistress Donna,' I responded, nodding my head feverishly." She needs a new name,' Donna said. 'We can't very well call her Al. Howdoes Alice sound?" Kathy interrupted before I could say anything. 'I think Alicia isbetter. A-li-ci-a is a pretty name," she said, pronouncing all thesyllables." Very well,' Donna said, turning to me. 'Your name is Alicia, you are asweet little slave. He told me that she was a passenger on a motorcycle and the driver of the cycle was killed also.I was totally lost for words. "Who the hell was the driver of the cycle?" I asked."Sorry, we have to notify next of kin before we can release the name. Mr. Burke, do you own a black pick-up truck?" Yes, it's an F-150. Sheila drove it last night. Where is it now?" I asked."We were about to ask you the same question. Can you tell me what you know about your wife's whereabouts last night and also.