I looked on, shocked as he shat and peed right in front of me. When he was done, he wiped himself from a roll of paper mounted on the wall and flushed..."Your turn, slave." Mortified, I sat on the smooth cool seat and went. I used the paper to clean myself. He led me into the bedroom."When did your blood last flow?"Now I was really shocked. Men never talked of it. "I stopped 3 days ago, Master." Good, then I won't need a condom for a few more days."My face got redder and he laughed at me.. The man that had held the girl was twisting on the ground with his pants wrapped around his ankles. He was fumbling for his own pistol tangled in his clothes. The girl was crawling toward her clothes crying softly, "No, no, no". Bill could see her bloody thighs and, looking back to the man could see the blood on his crotch. Bill shot the rapist in the crotch first. Bill untangled the pistol from the rapist's pants while listening to him cry and moan. Then Bill shot him in the head. He really. ‘Please, Please no. Don’t hurt me. Master please. Im not ready. You hurt me so much with your hands’. ‘Whoosh’ she heard the belt before she felt it and flinched as the leather whipped into her tender, sore ass. Oh god – she screamed out. She had never experienced pain like it. Fuck he was marking her, she could feel it already. The belt came down again as he shouted ‘you know what you are supposed to say. Say it bitch. Say it or its going to hurt you more’ Fuck! ‘ Thank you master. One’. So far, of all of the women who had witnessed her sexual abandon while hypnotized, the only one that she had seen was Sandy – the woman who shared in her helplessness. But now, sitting just feet away, was Eve, who had watched the whole thing – who had seen Penny naked, writhing on the floor, cumming, having sex with Sandy. As much as all of this made her increasingly aware of the pent up arousal that still coursed through her, it also made her feel intensely embarrassed. And, Penny knew, it.