His strong hands were rubbing her stomach and heading south. She opened her eyes and met his smirking gaze. With his hand over her pubic mound he sai..., “You’re some hot babe, Ma’am.” Then he asked, “Do you want me to fuck you, Ma’am?” The words caught in her throat, rendering her speechless as his thick digits swept across her mons. His banana-like forefinger slipped between the lips of her slickened slit and began traveling back and forth. “Oh sweet mercy,” she whimpered when she realized his. It was Cindy, but she was taking her dress off. I saw her bra was damp from sweat, and she wasn't wearing panties. There was that curly, brown pussy hair that tickled my lips when I ate her. She turned and grinned. Her eyes went to my cock, which was rising up to point at the ceiling. She quickly got rid of the bra, showing me her soft, rounded tits. They weren't big, like Sheila's, but they were so pretty. They always excited me. She loved me to suck them, just like her daughter enjoyed that. I watch as you pullthe remnants of my dress from my pale body. I shiver again as you run yourfinger along the underside of my breast. Terror grips me again, as I see the hard bulge in yourpants, but your attention is on your hands, drawing an intricatedesign on my torso. I gasp as your hands move to my nipple, firsta gentle flick, then a pinch. You watch as I squirm beneath your hands,just as much as your light bondage allows me. I understand,why you tied me up now, for my invisible bonds,. Surely having this Senator for a master would protect her? Guljana had no idea what a Senator really was but it seemed very important - like a kind of tribal elder of the American 'Loya Jirga'? But this man, this Miller, had already attacked her and raped her before she was collared - was he going to hurt her again? The door outside the cage was opening. It was him! He was dragging a screaming girl by her dark hair. Guljana panicked when she recognized his victim - Zia! She had always hated.