Mary had panicked and froze for a moment and she was chased down and pressured to tell where the safe was. The safe had been built into a closet, but ...t was empty. Mary only bought it when it came as part of an estate auction of art she bought. She didn't even have the combination in the building.When she couldn't open the safe they threatened her, then punched her repeatedly in the face and then grabbed her bra off and manhandled her and threatened to rape her. They dragged her to the safe. We both laughed until it hurt. When we stopped laughing he looked me in the eyes. I saw lust in his eyes. I then realized that I had feelings for him. I reached up to him and kissed his lips. They were so warm and soft. He kissed me back. I wanted him. I wanted him bad. I got on top of him and stuck my tongue deep in his mouth. He stopped kissing me for a second. ‘I love you Kaitlyn. I have for a long time. I’ve wanted this for so long.’ I replied by kissing him again. I slowly started grinding. She was being so playful I was thinking of stretching her out on the hood of the Impala and thumping her right there, but I resisted somehow. She may not appreciate a car hood quickie.Inside, Joanie was the first to see me and greeted me by bending over and sucking my Lisa inspired hardon right into her mouth. "Yum, you have great tasting juice. I'll bet your stuff is really good." The naughty talk was keeping me up. Of course, Lisa's and Joanie's fondling wasn't hurting either.When Zena came. But such a position comes at a price. Bottom girls were in charge of recruiting and training new girls. They helped brainwash girls into believing that the life on the street was a fabulous one. Angel had personal morals. She would never lie to a girl and tell her this life was easy, safe, and better than where the girl came from. She would never recruit another girl. Never would she put another girl in her shoes. She could never wish that kind of torture on anyone. Not even those who had hurt.