I leaned over to him and said“Fancy moving this on a little?”“What you got in mind?” he replied“I need that big cock of yours in my mouth, w...nna go the toilets so I can do that?”“Ok sure”I let go of his cock so he could put it away.“You go first and I’ll come down in a minute and knock on the door so you can let me in” I said to himPaul then adjusted himself, stood up and walked down the carriage towards the toilets at the end of the next carriage. I waited for a minute before getting up. They had sought refuge with me in my home. I, of course, agreed to let them stay in my spare room.It was so depressing to see such a cute little doll like Mel hurting both physically and mentally. In addition to her face, Mel’s husband, Rob, had badly damaged her self-esteem. She told me Rob had repeatedly insulted her by pointing out her lack of breast meat. “No other man would want a titless little bitch like you!” He would yell at her.Her black eye, bruised cheek, and swollen lip healed. The last few months of my college years were not stressful, academically. I had completed my course work and had several classes in which I had theses to hand in, but these works were complete and I expected to graduate as a Bachelor of Arts, and probably with honors. My faculty adviser and the dean had been rather tight-lipped about that, but in my asking around it had not been unusual to find my fellows equally as ignorant of their fates. Two weeks before graduation day, we were each informed. I was terrified but aroused- he was obviously bent on some kind of payback -- and I was still too high from the drugged liquor to resist whatever he might have planned.Carrying me up to my bed, he settled me on top of the bedspread, then leaned over me to handcuff my wrists to the bedposts. I was quaking. Ken left me for a moment to strip off his clothes -- but worry gave way to embarrassment when I noticed a video camera, already set up and running on its tripod. Triumphantly, Ken returned to.