He hit my arms a few times because I was still able to think enough to defend myself if not return an attack. One hit got through to my ribs and I tho...ght he’d knocked my lungs out.Then, just as fast as it started, Rory’s attack stopped. I opened my eyes to find Mick holding our angry and struggling little brother. What’s more Mick had lifted him off the ground.“Damn it, Rory! Calm down,” Mick said loudly in Rory’s ear.“He doesn’t trust me? ME? The one that stayed home and kept the family home. I begged her to stop but through the gag could make no real sound. Elaine then hopped off the bed, Gordon released my ankles and I was told tostand beside the bed. Elaine now addressed me as slave and her voice had ahard edge to it as she tugged at the leash, told me to stand facing Gordonand spread my legs. I did as I was told and Gordon fastened steel ankle cuffsto my ankles with a relatively short chain linking them and hobbling me. Hethen spun me around and pushed me face down on the bed. Bob wasted precious moments calculating that, indeed, the car was not going to stop. A more experienced engineer, perhaps, would have applied the brakes immediately, perhaps avoiding or reducing the severity of the collision by striking the truck a more glancing blow.A lot of maybes, a lot of perhaps. None of them mattered.Benjamin quickly changed his use of the horn from the regulation morse code "G" trains were supposed to use at grade crossing to an insistent, constant caterwaul, a loud,. Abby looked at their massive cocks hanging down between their legs, she also could see that both men were black. She’d never even dated a black boy; even though a couple had asked her out, she’d always refused.“Please! I need my medication,” she cried.One of the men grabbed Abby’s arm and tied a rubber tube around the upper part, while the other man looked for her vein. When he found it, he stuck the needle in her arm and emptied the syringe. He gave the pretty blonde cop just enough to stop.