“Great idea, Thanks Becca.” And with that he began to get creative and he and Tommy began to write every nasty thing they could think of on my bod.... People shouted out their ideas and some of their masterpieces included: “Cum Whore, Slut, Nasty Cunt, Fuck Hole, Shit Hole, Bitch, Fat Ass, Fuck Meat” and arrows showing whoever where my pussy and ass was. Across my forehead was “SLUT”.About the time they had run out of places to write, Becca was ready with my “jewelry”. At least she did bring. She had wet herself pretty thoroughly out in the common room thinking of the first time Marc had made love to her and now thinking of the second only increased the wetness between her legs. Amy thought of changing into her nice loose sweat pants, but she knew Val would be back any minute, and Amy didn’t relish the idea of getting caught with her hands down her pants again. She settled for pressing the palm of her hand against the crotch of her shorts and rocking the two against each other as. His big cock was standing tall and throbbing. I placed my hand around his throbbing cock. John rose from the bed, I would know those lovely hands anywhere, he said as he took the blindfold off. Honey you all sweaty, I think you have had enough, I replied as I found a towel next to the bed and started to wipe the sweat from him. John looked to a small chalkboard over the bed. I looked at it as well there were 12 dashes on it. John looked at me and he smiled as he asked, Care to be 13. I could. Early the following morning she was roughly woken up by two men. They pulled the blanket off her, untied her feet, and made her stand naked in front of them. One placed his hands on her breasts before moving them to the sides of her chest and running them down over her bony ribs, squeezing her abdomen and feeling her hip bones. He made a contemptuous comment to his partner before tying a rope round her neck. Macilenta stood shaking with cold and fear as a coarse blanket was placed over.