The dance floor was full and the jasmine-scented Spanish night air was warm. A light breeze drifted in from the sea, across the beach and the woodland...that surrounded the villas. It was a perfect romantic night.The holiday had been their parents' idea and until that day had been a good one, if you ignored David - and Sara really wanted to ignore David right now. Sara and Sam’s parents had been staying in their Spanish house over the summer months, and had invited Sara, her boyfriend David, her. "Fuck her brains out."He was, literally. I couldn't think straight and the bed strained to stay together from the brutal pounding I was getting. He kept going and going, he was relentless. Debbie was now sitting on the floor, next to the bed, watching and coaching."Fuck that little whore!" she said loudly.He grabbed my hair and yanked my upper body straight up, my neck pulled back."Bang her baby.. bang her," Debbie said.He was showing my pussy no mercy, no mercy what so ever."BABY.. BABY.. FUCK. Brooke was trying to look down and watch but she couldn’t with the collar on so all she could do is watch her when Mischelle was standing up. Mischelle put a small strap onto each arm and leg and the single large strap was put around her chest. They were all fairly tight but not uncomfortable. She plugged them into the box with the knobs and took the other wires and plugged them into the belt with the vibrator. Mischelle took some straps and bound Brooke’s legs together tight and lowered her. But having no choice, I pulled my back up guns and emptied them as well. The dogs broke when six more of them went down, either dead or badly wounded under John's or my firepower in less than sixty seconds. Standing up, I reloaded and watched the pack running into the forest.Pulling my knife, I walked across road to the neared dog. She was dead, but the male two feet away was still alive and whining in pain. The round had hit it high and the chest and I knew the back was broken. I slit its.