She is in pain, but I do not care. Because I hate her."Doctor, give me some painkillers!" she groans and passes a trembling hand over her haggard face... However her makeup is not smeared, expensive makeup."My colleagues must have given you. You'll have to bear it. By the way, have you been drinking?" Well ... not much," she says, then looks at me timidly, like a beaten animal."I understand," I say. She deserves that. Let her suffer. Such as her ... I just ... hate her, that's it.She is crying.. Only rarely would sheadmit even Millicent into her messy room. When she did she would hug her friendand sob silently into her breasts. Millicent was well aware of the hot littletears that dripped into her cleavage and made her want to smack the littletease until she could make her understand how much she loved her. Then, one day, Ashleytalked more than usual. "I really loveyou Mil but I can't get over what has happened. I really hate boys and men. Ispit on every sandwich I serve them. Once, I. Karen loved it when he cursed. Especially when he was emptying his load inside her. Her pussy quivered with stings of ecstasy but came no closer to coming herself. Sometimes he got her there, sometimes he didn’t. It didn’t matter. She loved fucking Dave. Still trembling beneath her, he gulped for air, and a sweaty sheen beaded on his forehead. Karen knew he was spent and needed a rest, so she rolled off, and cuddled up to him. Lisa continued her faint shrill whimpers and Karen cast her gaze. ................ Mistress swatted Sub's ass with a leather strap which was the usual command for Sub to lift his naked ass high in the air.......giving Mistress the leverage she needed to insert the non lubricated vibrator. She rammed it hard as she could to get the head of it inside his ass. Sub didn't resist much as he knew her wrath would be greater than the effort spent at getting the vibrator inside him. As Mistress hand pushed in the tip of the vibrator she turned it on which she felt.