Buckman’ by the arm and pulled her through the hole in the wall and across a computer-generated battlefield. They ended up on a different battlefiel... set.)Soldier One: “Status on the extraction?”Soldier Two: “Not good! We’re surrounded!”Soldier One: “Casualties?”Soldier Two: “At least half are down or captured, and the enemy is getting closer.”Soldier One: “Choppers?”Soldier Two: “Shot down! We didn’t know the Pittsburgh Police Department had anti-aircraft capability!”Soldier One:. I was very nervous as he didn't took on the lights as we went down the stairs. I understood why only after there was something put in my mouth, a gag, to stop me from screaming when he turned on the lights. My eyes wided when I saw things that looked like they could hurt, crops, whips, chains, paddles, slappers, etc. My daddy lead me around and told me what they were. We can to a stop in front of this table that looked like a cross with legs. He than picked me up and placed me on it, it was. Helen pulled her daughter up from the chair and took her place. "Get behind her, Sandy." Yeah," Sandy said enthusiastically. She dragged a chair behind Natalie and sat down. "Your ass looks so good, Natalie." Then finger it, Sandy," Helen suggested. "Fuck her ass with your fingers." Yeah," Natalie moaned as she spread her legs. "Both of you finger-fuck me." You read my mind," Helen said as she roamed her daughter's young body with her hands. "We'll get you off--then we'll all go out and fuck. Ohhhhh, nice, nice, keep it up, bitch, keep it up!’ And the man fucking Ms. Cook’s ass, ‘That’s it slut, shake that fucking ass of yours?..oh, what a tight asshole, come on?..oh, my God, yeah, yeah, shake it bitch, while I fuck your big American ass!’The entire audience was now standing, cheering again, and urging the men on, calling out their own obscene commands such as, ‘Make her shake her ass harder!’, and ‘Throat fuck that bitch, ram your cock down her throat!’A third man was the next to.