He just keeps filming me in my moment of utter humiliation and agony. “God, look at you. You’re not just pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen. You...��re pregnant and giving birth in the kitchen. How does it feel?”“It hurts!” I scream and bear down again with all my might. “Oh god, please help me! Ahhhhggggggghhhhhhhnnnnnn! Ohhhhhhhh! Oh god I don’t wanna do this, I don’t wanna have a baby.”“Too late now. You’re the one who spread your legs. That’s what you get for being a whore and a bitch.”I. Michael’s alarm goes off at one thirty and he slips out of bed and quietly moves toward Madison’s bedroom. The room is dark and she is fast approaching an orgasm when she hears the door to her bedroom open. She pulls her hand away from her pussy and lies completely still as she tries to make out who It’s in her room. Michael guardedly approaches her bed and softly whispers her name. She pretends to be asleep and doesn’t answer him. He pulls her top sheet back and finds her sleeping in the nude.. She immediately put a collar and hood on me and walked me to the back room, she tied me to a pillar and took off the hood, in front of me was an iron table with shackles and restraints in each corner, next to it was an electro machine, dildos, ropes, gags and many more items. she came over dropped to her knees and started stroking my legs, running her finger tips up and down my stockings, occasionally stroking my balls, by now my cock was raging hard and wanted some action but Candy wasn’t. ”Beer spurted from my mouth.“Don’t worry,” she immediately responded. “The police aren’t pressing charges.” She opened the refrigerator and grabbed a Coke.When I’d wiped my mouth and chin, I asked, “What the heck happened? What did you two do?”Rory, after sipping from the can and sitting at the kitchen table, shrugged. “We assaulted a guy. He deserved it.”Moving very carefully, I settled at the table. “I think you’d better tell me everything, Rory.” This was definitely a first, and not a.