Are you gonna be a good whore and hump my boot?” She nodded sliding to the floor and rubbing her pussy along his shoe. “Faster slut. Get into it. ...ook at me.” She was so embarrassed and her nipples ached with every move she made, but then an orgasm began to build. “Don’t cum unless I say so.”She was so fucking close. “Sir, sir please.”He kicked her off of him with a resounding no. She cried again this time out of frustration. He helped her up off of the floor. He removed the binder clips rubbed. Fuck, they'll prolly fuck you themselves the first time they get a chance. You're the new prison bitch. You're gonna take everything that's given to you. You're gonna be fucked an' fisted an' tortured. You're gonna have your nuts beaten and your cock whipped. You're gonna have your ass stretched out beyond your wildest dreams, and you'll love it. So don't tell me you'll do anything, because I can make you do whatever the fuck I want." He fucked the boy brutally as he spoke - each slide became. Look, you?ve laddered the knees.? I glanced down and frowned. ?Oh bower. I should ha- worn de hewier denier ones. I thought I would be too wawm in this Pawis summeh.? ?Have you brought a change of tights with you?? asked Mummy Jones. I nodded and told her, ?Yes. Dey in de ca-?? ?Be a little sweetie and fetch them. Marjorie and Pauline will need some as well. We?ve been asked to stay for dinner and it?s rather formal.? My smile widened for I had come to enjoy. So he returned with his heavily pregnant soon-to-be wife, a few coins in his pocket and a calmer, stronger personality. He had seen the pain of war and now he worked quietly to absolve himself of all he had done. He took the rough land beside his mother’s hovel and built his wife a house of stone and wood, then he started on the rough land in earnest, clearing and draining the bog, taking out the stones. He worked from dawn until dusk and only stopped to hold his wife’s hand as she gave birth..