They liked also to spit in her mouth, saying it's for re-hydration. Despite the stinging pain of the tattoo needle, they tortured her tits also, placi...g needles in them, and slapping them around.At the end they allowed her to rest, and admire her tattoos. They wrote "Owned by" above her "RHM" brand. Below it, above her pussy they drawn an arrow, and written "WHORE to be used by men". Around her ass it was written "ANAL SLUT". They also tattoo "RHM" on her arm, which she would have to somehow. In my best in charge voice, I replied, “I’m the guy that’ll blow your fuckin’ head off, if I have to.” The two men instantly stopped fighting with the girl. Without moving my sights from the larger man, I again asked, “Mam, do you need help?” “Yes! Please!” Her voice quivered. She seemed to be near tears. “Get in the truck, Miss!” I ordered. As the girl ran toward my truck’s passenger side, I told the two men, “You two get in that piece of shit and get the fuck out of here.” They didn’t. I was upset, he wanted to stay, but we needed the money. So I sent him off. Well I was dressed to kill, and didn't want it to go to waste. I was wearing a burgundy, wrap-around dress that complimented my waist line even if I still could stand to lose a couple of pounds, but it was my lacy black bra holding up my 44d breasts that looked good to me. Not to mention my matching lacy thong, I felt sexy and was going out anyway so I put on a pair of high heel peep toed stilettos and out the door I. Her friend gaped, "You fucked the principal?"Blushing the blonde nodded."But she's so old!" She grew up when males and sex were everywhere. She really missed it. I can understand that."Jackie gestured at her classmate. "Bend over, already. My balls feel like they are about to burst." Mine too. Say, that gives me an idea."Lisa walked over to the bedroom door. Jenny was waiting outside."Dr. Betzler said she was on her way. She'll be here in half an hour." That's great," said Lisa. "Could you come.