She was getting a nice motion to it making the milk spray out with each pull of ther tits “Wow you really are a fucking cow”She slapped her tits w...th the hard slapped bruising it making milk fly out with each slapped. Her nipples were getting black and blue as she pulled. She gave a back hand to her face leaving a big bruise across half her face. She slapped her on the other cheek hard drawing blood“Look at yourself whore” Mary Jane said pointing to the mirror “Look how weak and bruise you are.. I stood behind her and ran my hands down her back, over the soft curves of her body. No talking, now. My hands travelled slowly, gently, soaking in her warmth through the fabric. Over her ribs, the soft flesh over her kidneys…down lower, over the small of her back…till I was stroking her ass through the sheer, short skirt. When I began to pull up her skirt, bunching it in my hands, she started to turn – but I gently placed her hands back on the hood and shook my head, smiling. I pulled it up. Mark accepted that, but still decided to invest so they could keep up their research and commercialization.Dave spent time working with Mark on doing a strategic plan for Worthington Industries, working division by division to blend the executives’ ideas and suggestions into a coherent whole. He was surprised at how diverse some of the opinions were.Of course, JR had him back repeatedly at EneRG. Dave had more knowledge than he gave himself credit for in running the battery business, and JR, as. There was a dark blue, rectangular plastic basket of laundry at her feet. She stared down at it then flinched in disgust as a thread of drool escaped from around the ball-gag in her mouth and fell onto the pile of clothes. She jerked her head upright, which meant that the remaining drool draped itself over her chin. She tried to say, “Shit!” but only succeeded in making an imbecilic grunt. She groaned out loud. She had been reduced to the level of an inarticulate, chained animal, left.