Chapter III - Lise The only thing I felt for a while was warmth. I was sure I was no longer on the chilly streets. When I sprang back to con...ciousness, my eyes popped open. I couldn't see a thing. From the silken feeling of the comforter resting lightly over my skin, I knew I was only wearing my underwear. Most alarming of all, I could tell with an experimental shift of movement, that my hands and legs were bound on the corners of a bed. I tugged at them, struggling with all my might,. He smiled in a way that made me know what his intentions were. I tried to kick him, but with one single motion the man pinned my arm painfully behind my back. Then the man pushed me to the window and motioned to open the shades. He laughed deeply as he saw his friends were getting off the roof and crossing the street towards my house…"Please, take my money... My husband will be home soon..." “Shut up, bitch, we know your husband is out of town for a couple days” The biggest man of the team said. She was fast, I gotta give her that. I could understand how they couldn’t see her, she’d ducked into our old hiding place – Jenna used to be my best friend, but things change… she changed. It seemed like one day she was my best friend, the next she’d blossomed, moved on to the in-crowd and left me behind.I strayed over to where she was hiding, school was finished and I felt like being a prick. I walked right up to the entrance to the hiding spot, being inconspicuous so as not to draw attention. ...Slut saw the mob throw his Mistress Chantal high over the rails of the cumpit. Down she fell and landed with a smack in the muck of cum.Mistress Chantal's paralysis was instantly broken and she began to scream, long loud anguished cries of sheer terror. She rolled over in the cum, tried to get up, dazedly, fell and screamed more. Slut thought that Mistress Chantal might break a lung screaming like that. Slut wanted to help. (S)he wanted to say something but his mouth was so dry and salty..