A loud swish sound came from downstairs and then a short pained scream. The blond shuddered as if he was hit. The swish repeated and the scream came a...ain. This repeated several more times till I lost count. Then the screaming stopped. He blacked out.. Whispered Simon with pain in his voice. I looked at him, not knowing what to say. Then the green-eyed man came upstairs. Go spill some water on him. he said to the blond. And stay there. Yes, sir answered the blond and rushed downstairs. Lets get. "You fucking whore!" She commented as she made her way into a booth. She slowly pulled her trousers down and sat down, she slumped elbow to knees as she streamed into the toilet. A wave of satisfaction washed over her and she felt a sense of calm over take her body.She looked around the cubicle and realised that it wasn't actually that disgusting, it was fairly clean, the only thing dirty was the floor. Then her heart skipped a beat as she heard the door open and someone step in, she heard the. I had copied all my porn site addresses and downloaded pictures to a couple of files; password protected them and cleaned up everything else in my computer. I had left on my trip safe in the knowledge that all my fantasies and fetishes were safe and secure. I was looking forward to visiting this site, as it had been a long time since I was last there so it was with some anticipation that I clicked on my connection icon and than opened my secret file. I was aghast when, after typing in my. Even at that distance, he heard her yelp of pain, heard the laughter of the crowd as she lurched forwards again, stumbling, off-balance, before finally falling. He saw the mob close in, heard them taunting her, abusing her, saw the soldiers lash her, three, four times, heard her groans as they finally lifted her, steadied her and pushed her on again, repeating the same sad pantomime. The triumvir looked at the clock. It was almost half-past nine. Her journey from the prison was little more.