Suddenly 1200 lumens of light bathed her body and partially blinded her at the sudden intensity. The bruises were still there, but faded. Faint enough...that he needed the flashlight to see them clearly. Her neck should have had a thin dark purple and black band around it; instead it was just a spackle of light purple. Her cruelly tortured breasts were a mess of reds, purples, and blacks. Breasts that he had covered with her arms to preserve some of her dignity were now just a flush of red, like. She was with her husband and some friends, but we spent the entire intermission talking and catching up. She was married with 1 son and lived less than 5 miles from me. Two months later I was hired into the same company where she worked. One day I was walking on her floor on the way to a meeting when I saw her name plate outside her office. She wasn't there. I went back a couple of days later when she was in. She was happy to me and suggested that we have lunch. Two days later I was sitting. Filling me with part of her self ... using me ... in the most degrading way imaginable ... To experience that day after day, for me at least, is worth suffering for ... and even dying for.But for a moment, when the car arrived 5:59pm, I felt that panicked sensation once again. My life is over if I step into that car. My heart raced as it pulled to the curb. I nearly turned around and walked away before I heard his voice. It was Alex. He stepped around from behind the car and opened the door for. Completely naked she humped her illicit cockwith energy. She was building towards something and hershadow-sister rode the rubber dick in unison to meether there. “Rod, I’ve been bad!” Her croak was muffled bythe chest beneath her, “I’ve been a whore!” “Darling…” “Fuck me like a whore, Rod! Fuck my ass!Punish me!” (God, Yes! Fuck her ass, Rod!) “I…” “PLEASE FUCK MY ASS!” Her cry was half.