She was sick of her life, and with all the pain of her assault, she thought she was going to die, so she gave up and was waiting for the end. Personal...y, I doubt they would have killed her. Couture wouldn’t want to give up such a young sex slave.The girls spent the day with me, and I got the occasional other visitor, but for the most part, people stayed away, so my girls could have me to themselves. Only three of my girls are in the room at a time because they want to be sure Jen has a friend. I was taken by her and her attitude and felt my whole body respond to her voice and her looks.My first assignment with her was more modelling but this time she was the only one watching along with her assistant. I was told to come to her studio and was met by them there; she told me today she will begin fitting me to her work. Next she told me to strip naked, I was embarrassed because I knew I had nothing on underneath my skirt and jacket. I thought since I was going to model lingerie there is. “Ever had a dick this big?” the cop’s deep voice echoed in Gerry’s head. “No, sir, I haven’t.” The cop wasn’t k**ding; Gerry’s asshole was spread so wide it felt as if a Louisville Slugger was up his chute. Gerry remained still as the officer didn’t allow him to budge and with every short, deep, hard slam Gerry grew more and more relaxed. As his asshole took the thick cock more easily, the policeman began to fuck him with longer, more rhythmic thrusts. He never gave up slamming. It’s normal, they say. So every month, he’d sniff me with interest for a day or so, but then there would come the night he wanted to do it. And I’d let him do it, and he was so happy. And then, you know what? After you and I met, I realized the middle of the month went by and he hadn’t done anything. It’s like our weird dogs found each other so they don’t need us any more.”“That’s pretty amazing. But ... what did it feel like having him do it to you? A lot of people might find that.