She could sit up and could reach herself to pleasure herself, but her legs were spread too wide to stand up. On the mantle she hung the key to the cu...fs, attached to an ice cube. As a fail-safe she also taped the spare key to the bottom of a metal bucket filled with motor oil set across the room. A string attached to the handle was tied to her handcuffs. If for some reason the key on the ice cube did not drop, she could always pull the bucket to her, ruining her $1700 oriental rug, and. Without wasting a moment, he grabbed her and threw her face down over the back of an overstuffed chair, her nest and anus exposed from behind. Before she could even react he was inside her and pumping her so hard it hurt. She thought he would mercifully cum quickly but instead he withdrew from her vagina and reinserted his erection in her anus. No lubrication, no warning just a massive thrust and she almost passed out from the sudden, intense pain. He began thrusting so hard her feet were being. Earlier in the week, I had considered calling Roger for advice, but I couldn’t bear to tell him what his daughter had done. I took another long walk by the Thames on Saturday morning, but it began to rain so I returned home and spent the afternoon watching football on television. I was lying on the sofa when I heard the front door open. It sounded as if Annie was carrying some bags as she climbed the staircase to the spare bedroom. Several minutes later, I heard her walking back down the. Slowly she looked around the room before continuing. ‘Each night we all prayed that an end would come to our misery but never once did we believe this would be the end. You’ve told us we are travelling away to the protection of Andrew and his extended family at Blake Pastoral. ‘Peter,’ she stepped down off the catwalk and walked to him. She held his hands in hers. ‘We’ll be praying that your lovely wife who supported us while she was part of the misery will be returned to you. We also pray that.