”Then I tossed the phone on the bed, leaving it behind. I didn’t want to deal with the k**’s dad this morning.I went for a run to clear my head,...but that didn’t work. Did a work out in the gym I’d set up downstairs. The k** had left it a mess, like he usually did, which pissed me off. I had to give credit where it was due, though: the fucker worked out like a b**st.Now, as I pumped the steal, I could finally understand why: all those fucking muscles hiding all those fucking secrets.At least a. As it happened James had had a cancellation for the Sunday, if they were in agreement Frankie could go for the waxing on the Friday and the make up team would be on hand on the Sunday, he said he was happy to film in her own home but if she preferred they could go to his studio, which was set out in a very comfortable and inviting bedroom scene, he also assured them once the make up team had finished there would only be the three of them left in the room.They both thanked James and agreed. He came over and kicked my gut, I think he broke some ribs. The other guy started to stomp me on my back and kicked my legs. He bent down and snapped both of my little fingers. I passed out from the pain. They grabbed me and tied me back to the chair, and got some water and doused my face. I woke to my whole body in pain. Now you listen to me. Dem bitches belong to the casino boss, he will use dem bitches anyway he wants to. When he wants dem bitches at the casino to work a party, they better. I felt Sir speeding up behind me, obviouly enjoying the views. I was being fucked nice and deep from behind while my hands and mouth were put to work. He encouraged his friends to wank in front of my face. I heard a moan as the first shot of cum hit me in the cheek, I released the cock in my mouth and tried to turn to catch some cum. The guy who had shot used the tip of his cock to rub the cum up my cheek and onto my lips. I returned to the cock I'd been sucking and sped up, sucking the tip.