How long have you been here? she asked. When Dasha tried to reply, her voice came out in a harsh, painful whisper. She hadnt spoken a work since Karl ...ad kidnapped her. About a month I think, she choked out. Have you tried to escape? Morgan asked. Dasha nodded. Theres no way. Morgan stared at the floor, tears welling up in her eyes. Okay, well then tell me about yourself. Dasha sighed. My name is Dasha, Im sixteen. I was a nationally ranked figure skater. I was supposed to compete in junior. A woman squeezes through the crowd, stopping in front of me. As I am sitting, I see her from the waist down. She’s wearing a white button down shirt tucked into a skirt, that ends a few inches above the knee. She’s also wearing an overcoat of some kind and sheer hose on her long, gorgeous legs. Heels, of course, to accentuate the stellar shape to those lovely stems. I rise and, without taking my eyes off those legs, offer her my seat. She sees the boot on my ankle, thanks me and says she’s fine. She told me, "I want to be that hot babe you cuff in your show." So, I cuffed Tallon and playfully bit her and she moaned with pleasure. She had me uncuff her, and she lifted her skirt and showed me her twice pierced cock, and it was dripping wet. I dropped to my knees and started to lick my tongue on her pierced cock.She moaned like crazy. She grabbed my head and forced my mouth deeper onto her cock. I licked her furiously that she moaned so hard her cock exploded all over my tongue. She. “Turn your head,” he yelled.I turned my head, squeezed my eyes shut, heard glass shatter, then the door open.“Are you okay, miss?” a big, burly face asked me.Winced again. “No. My leg...” Inventory. Wet. Either I peed myself or ... blood.“Leg’s bleeding...”“I called 9-1-1,” a female voice said. “Sir, I’m a nurse...”Middle-aged female face, gentle voice. “Hang on, baby. Ambulance and fire department are on the way ... Don’t try to move. Let ‘em get you out.”“Hurtsssss...” I whimpered.“I know,.