Feeling it being gripped between nail, twisted as they laughed at her screams. Large hands had tossed her like a rag doll onto the low bench, sending ...ankards of warm ale spewing across the sawdust-covered floor. Plates of half eaten food clattered, the growls of the tavern mongrels fighting over the tender morsels added to the cacophony of sounds.She could feel the fingers slide up between her thighs as she struggled against them. Her wrists grabbed, yanking her flat upon the table. A. Fat bees clambering on the marigolds, monarchs flitting around the Mexican sunflowers. Wind chimes humming. Lily and I on the back porch with Jill and Desmond, sipping our ice teas. Quietly, awkwardly, again. Why did Lily and Jill keep doing this to me and Desmond? He and I had nothing in common. ‘A fucking long week,’ said Jill, stretching arms behind her head. Blonde back-length dreadlocks, tie-die tank top showing off her Pilates-toned shoulders and arms, long black flowing skirt,. "Open them wider now." Her thighs fall open trembling as I put my finger into her mouth and she begins to suck it as if she were dying of thirst. After a few minutes I slid my finger out of her mouth and ran it down between her breasts, to her belly button and just to where the fine hairs of her pussy begin. "Wider again." Her thighs open wider yet. I ran my left hand down her knee to her ankle and grasp her right foot. I lift her right heel and place it over my left shoulder. This motion. Have they returned already? Surely not. The bathroom door opens and bare feet pad on the tiles. It is one of the Overseers. It is Hans. He had obviously been informed of where I am... and decided to take advantage. He slaps my bottom hard. “Rather undignified, don’t you think?” he says in a mock-British upper class accent. “I just fancied you when I heard where you were. First things first ... let’s have this out.” The dildo leaves me with a plopping sound. I feel momentarily bereft but also.