“BLOODY GOD…DAMN…FUCK…OH” all she could offer were screams and barely forming words. He let go of her hair, and her head dropped down, so he...could no longer see her face. With both hands, he took a firm hold of her butt cheeks, so he had a good solid hold of her. Pulling back out, he shoved his prick back in quickly, down to the base. Now he began moving in and out of her, each time almost all the way out and then down to the base again. Each time, she gave out a piercing scream. Soon the room. “I want to be fucked and used like a slut whore… and…I…I want to be used like a slut whore now”Mike still pushed her, demanding more from her. She looked around and so did I, everyone at the party was now at the door watching it seemed, then Joan said, “I want you to watch me get fucked … get fucked and used by every gu…everyone here because I am a dirty slut whore” following the instructions Mike wanted her to say. I couldn’t believe the words Joan was saying, I was angry, sad, jealous, proud. Kevin looked Debby in the eye and shouted, “Charles! Debby won’t stop playing with my dick!” Kevin thought shouting this to Charles would either get her to stop or make Charles laugh.There was a large bang from the kitchen, like someone slamming a pan on a burner, and Charles stomped into the bedroom and shouted at Debby, “Stop teasing the man and suck his dick like a lady!” Then he smiled and said, “after we’re done I’ll make breakfast.”Debby did as she was told.Kevin thought it odd that. The realization coupled with my undoubted brain injury makes my skull feel like it is about to crumble to pieces at any second. “Listen, you nasty bitch,” He says darkly. “Fight me and I’ll kill you." I cower as far away from him as I can then begin to brush away the falling blood from my neck and head. Gently grazing the lacerations with my fingertips, I feel my soft black locks matt and tangle from the pooling crimson. The slightest touch causes me to wince. He chuckles with pride, sneering.