Then David kissed her fully on the lips and she responded completely as he pushed a finger inside her soaked pussy. When they broke the kiss I could s...e him whispering to her as he continued to saw his finger inside her.Suddenly, he stopped and stood up and just looked down on her as she continued to writhe slowly before him. David grabbed her beneath the knees and pulled her hips to the end of the table then dropped his face into her pussy. Immediately, Chris' legs shot into the air and her. Goddess I hate that window. The slave girl, Mina I've started calling her, opens my cage and shuffles in to kneel, offering a piece of bread and a cup of water to me. I eat the meager meal and whisper my thanks, I know she understands the sentiment at least. She nods to me and begins her daily cleaning of my cage with a rag filthier than the torn "clothes" she's been allowed wear.While she cleans, Mina talks to me, her voice a consistent flow of pretty gibberish. I can't understand much that. ”“It’s getting late. I’m going to shower and go to bed. I want you to make a sandwich or something, drink as much as you want. You do not need permission to go to the toilet, we’ll discuss that sort of thing another time. You need to have a bath. There is tea-tree oil in the bathroom, and arnica gel. Use them.”He went off and I went to the kitchen, where I made a sandwich and got a glass; I hesitated, but poured orange juice, rather than get water. It tasted wonderful, though it wasn’t fancy,. ” And then I got up and went into the house, returning to the back porch only after placing my wedding ring in my jewelry box.I showed Glenda my empty finger, and she gave me warm, tight, long hug. “I’m very proud of you.” She whispered in my ear. “You’re going to make it through this, and I’m going to help you. After all, that’s why I’m here.”I pulled back so I could look her in the eyes, but I couldn’t help myself. I started bawling like a baby. She leaned back against the cushion and drew me.