Turning to tend to it, assuming it was junk mail as that was all I ever got, I was surprised to see it was neither junk nor from a contact. As I read ...t, over and over, like a passage from one of my books that described the peak of the characters union, I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. It was from anonymous and it simply stated the following; ‘I love watching you, please don’t ever stop.’ And as if some alien force had taken over my body I found myself leaving the screen and walking over. And yet, I couldn't take my eyes off it. There was abeautiful woman on the cover in remarkable detail. Her clothes were hangingin tatters so that not one inch of her modesty remained. She was bound tightlyin chains, her arms painfully locked behind her. She was standing, but forcedforwards. Behind her was? was? I could hardly bear to look. Behind her wasthis monstrous figure. It was black and red, some creature obviously from thedepths of hell. It looked like a black horse, but had three heads,. In that instance, the image of his little angel was shattered forever and in the darkness of the hallway, he took out his phone began to record. He was too shocked to feel anything and just watched as she went limp groaning.Morgan tried to throw her once loved dog off her back, tried to push away, tried to get off the bench to escape, but her petite frame was no match for the pent-up sexual energy of a large German Shepherd. Her throat raw, from crying and being sick, every sound came out. That's funny shit baby." I said as I kneeled behind her and positioned my cock against her asshole. "NO! DON'T!" She yelled, "Please! STOP!"I then reached over and took my briefs that were on the floor nearby and then pulled her head back so her mouth opened and I stuffed my briefs into her mouth. She made muffled sounds and I just ignored it. Then I forced my weight against her so she couldn't move and felt the head of my cock violate her sphincter and then I could hear her screaming.