Then one threw a wild, angry punch at SG. She deflected it with her left hand and hit him in the side with her right. He gasped and fell to his knees....he other two jumped her and knocked her down. One sat on her chest and tried to press her arms to the ground. Her legs were spread, and the other kicked her hard in the crotch. The pain took her breath away.That was the break they needed. In an instant, both were on their feet, stomping her defenseless body. She curled up on her side to protect. "Mmmmm cute butt....nice tight pussy....just the way I like em," hegrowled.Hands on my arms and I was lifted to be positioned on all fours my headlifted up so that I could at last see more of the room. Mistress Chrissysat across from me in her negligee with what could only be a bemusedsmile on her face.Then my view of her was blocked as the other sonstepped in front of me. Reaching out he placed both hands on my face,fingers on my jaw thumbs on my chin. Then with a little pressure hepopped my. "No, I just forgot. Honestly." OK," he said.His hand slid down to my bottom. I was wearing a white linen skirt, knee-length, not very thick. It was summer-weight and wouldn't provide much protection. I fully expected it to be lifted or even lowered.He held his left arm underneath me, cupping my right breast but also supporting some of my weight.I started to cry, mostly from fear, but partly because I felt so loved and cared for."I'm sorry, honey," I said. "I really am." I know," he. Bruce sat up, his ears pricked, he watched her intently. She towel dried her hair and dropped the towel at her feet, she combed her hair and applied creams to her face arms and chest, giving me a nice flash of boob, which was very titalating to watch. She picked up her pot of cream and went to the chair by the window, she sat down, this meant her back was slightly to the camera, but I could see her face in profile and the right sideof her body and her right leg. Bruce climbed of the bed, and.