"Who did this to you, Ed?" Kathy asked as she pulled out of the parking lot."It was Wilson and Silvers and two others," I told her. "I might have held...my own against two of them, but the four of them used me for a punching bag and then used me for practicing field goals." I was afraid of that. It's all my fault, Ed. I'm so sorry." It wasn't your fault at all, Kathy. You have nothing to be sorry about." Oh, but it is my fault, Ed. If you hadn't been protecting me, none of this would have. He had managed to restrain himself. But just barely."That's not what Sam said." She shook her head, allowing a little of the annoyance to build. "I can take care of myself, Detective Saint. I don't need anyone protecting me from over sexed partners."She stood up and backed away from him. Her eyes assessed the damage the headache had done to him. He was recovering, slowly. He blinked back at her owlishly, as if he wasn't sure that what he was seeing wasn't a pain induced hallucination. He wasn't. So i gave her my number & she went her way i went my way. two days had passed since that encounter i was at home chillin then my phone rang. I answer it said who speaking. It was Porsha. She was like i been thinking bout you ever since that night & i been dreaming about how that big black cock would feel inside of me. I said really. Porsha was like when can i see you. I told her when i get the chance i guess. I said you gave me the best head job i ever had so i know yo pussy gotta be good.. Melinda finally took the bit gag off, leaving Amy naked but able to talk for the first time in 24 hours.?I’m Amy,? she whispered, her voice hoarse from days of not using it. ?Can you help me?? she begged.Melinda smiled – a smile that confirmed Amanda was quite content with her lot as a ponygirl and as a submissive slave to her master. ?Not in the way that you want, Amy, but let’s get you cleaned up.?She was taken for a cold shower that only served to make her nipples even more erect. Melinda.