“Smack!” he slapped her face hard.“Yes! Bitch slap me! I love it.” She said.He struck her again….and again. “Smack smack!”He cheeks turn...d red. She smiled amid the pain and the pleasure.Suddenly, his cock was no longer inside her. “On your hands and knees whore!”Quickly Emma did just that. Her cunt was fully exposed to Brad and to the audience. Though the audience was busy fucking and sucking with only the lucky few men who were being sucked off, watching her debasement.Kneeling behind her,. There are about thirty other women, all ages and shapes sitting around and we are all trying to keep our eyes away from the windows going back into the slaughter house. I see a table next to a door with a large box and a garbage can next to it in front of a table marked "Grading and Stripping". A short balding man came out of a office door and walked over to the entry guard and asked him how many had shown up already. They got into a discussion that I couldn't hear and The balding guy shook his. Where Robin hopped off and headed off to the office, her mind now turning to the business of the day, but sex was surely in the back of her head.At 5:45p.m. Robin was just settling into her seat on the bus for the thirty minute ride up to New Town. What a long hard day she thought and dozed off as the bus made its stops on the trip north from the Loop. When the driver yelled next stop Diversey, Robin was roused awake and got off the bus and headed down the street towards her apartment. Although. “I love playing the piano. I love all music for that matter. What do you think, Dad?”“Much the same as your mother, Toby,” replied Ned. “I’m no musician but I love music and I particularly love hearing your mother and you and Nell play the piano. You know too how much I enjoy orchestral and choral works.”Toby nodded.“But I think your mother’s right. Unless you virtually drop out of normal education and spend the next three years concentrating on the piano and a bit of choral work you’re never.