She screamed. "YES!... OH GOD YES!... HURT THE PIG!" she screamed as the orgasm passedover her. In that dream-like state she could still feel the pain... She couldstill hear the men. She loved it. "Whip that cunt's ass!" "Pull on that whore's nipple HARD, man!" "LOOKAT THAT SLUT!" "What a fucking slut-bitch" "Make that cunt beg for it" "PIG!" WHORE" A man looked at the fist dildo sticking out of her ass for a moment andsmiled. He looked at one of the men whipping her ass and said, "Watch this!". The sudden transition from sleep to wide awake was like a bucket of icy water on my psyche. For a moment I reached for the alarm clock with malice aforethought. I sure missed being woken up by the gentle music of the radio. Alas, radio stations were no more.Suddenly the reason for the early wake-up call came to me and broke through the lingering narcosis that half-shrouded my mind. As I locked on that purpose my mood changed in an instant and a smile replaced the surly frown on my face. I found. Thinking that everyone was looking at me, I straightened my legs out and placed my hands over my dick and squeezed away hoping that no one was watching me. Who was I k**ding? Naive or what? We were all in there to watch porn, get horny and wank and that was what everybody was doing. I continued moving my hand over my trousers and caught out the corner of my eye the guy next to me moving. I turned to see what he was doing and was transfixed as he pulled his dick out and started wanking. I didn't. "Oh, no," I said quickly. "I just thought you would need someidentification." I handed him the wallet. "You see, we're here to make amovie and - " I'm going to have to ask you to come with me," he said, opening the backdoor of the police car and motioning me into the caged back seat. "You,too, Miss," he said with a nod to Janice."Why me?" she squealed. "It was his suitcase. There's nothing in mysuitcase. I mean, there's no drugs." She looked worried, but I doubted ifany of the little sex toys.