She got up got on the bed on all fours and told me to fuck her doggie right now, i got behind her put my head into her and with one thrust the rest of...my throbbing cock was in. i was pumping her hard and fast it felt so damn good. she kept backing up as i pushed forward i was in heaven, then out of no where i hear karen! tommy! what the hell are you two doing!!, i look over and there is my mother standing in the doorway, i almost shit myself. i pulled out sat in the big chair in my aunts room. I awoke sometime later in a big white room on a bed of white linen and I could feel I was naked. I tried to move and immediately realised I was tied to the bed. I screamed out 'help''There's no one here to hear you' It was the man from the car. 'What do you want?' I asked.'You have been teasing men for far to long and now it's time to get what you really want. You will do exactly as I say or these photos you kindly sent of you dressed as Emma will be going to all these contacts in you phone' he. "Mr. Worthington turned red as sweat ran down his forehead."Now that's good for you and bad for me. It's good for you because it means that you, as a hard labor product, can be worked up to 14 hours a day, seven days a week, whereas a 'standard labor' product can only be worked up to 10 hours a day, six days a week. It has been proven that hard labor drudges are far more content than standard labor drudges. Their minds are much more occupied, and the suicide rate for hard labor slaves is. But Roche hadn’t excused her and he didn’t intend to. Fiery eyes narrowed, and completely missed Lucinda’s apologetic glance. Instead, he watched hungrily as his target tottered away on her ridiculous heels, swearing that he would make her pay. Nobody was that rude to Roche and got away with it, not even women as distinguished as Harriet. He hardly noticed the attentions of a coyly smiling woman, hanging from her husband’s arm, too busy plotting his revenge to wink back at her..