I started to believe that everyone had forgotten about me.My stomach grumbled. I was hungry. Even after that huge breakfast this morning. Either my me...abolism had gone way up since they arrested me, or it had been several hours.My right arm had long since gone numb, and my left arm started to hurt too. It wasn’t a matter of boredom anymore. This was bordering on cruel and unusual punishment.I couldn’t hear anything other than the hush of the air circulating in the room and my own heartbeat.. Then he fucked and fucked and fucked my cunt, ass and even my mouth by slapping me and keeping my nose closed with his fingers. Finally when he released his semen for the third time he stopped and dragged me to his quarters when I became unconscious. When I came to consciousness he showed me the pictures he had taken of me in my sleep. He threatened me of uploading them to internet. So I wiped my tears, wore my remaining clothes that barely managed to hide my boobs, ass and pussy.I rang the. “You’re welcome by the way” she said without venom. “That was my ex” “What you were fucking HIM?” said Louise slightly shocked. “Where are your standards women?” “Leave it okay? I broke up with him last week, he was the worst boyfriend ever.” She said. Dan looked at his watch and said that we needed to get going. So the four of us walked to college. Emily didn’t say a word. I looked at Louise. And Three, I was watching the two of them together, two women who were obviously enjoying one another in ways I could only begin to imagine ... until now.Having shot quite a bit of film and comfortably sure that I would have more than what I would need for my purposes, I sat back stroking myself, though doing so only for the pleasure of it, purposely refraining from allowing myself to orgasm. That would come later, though even the thought of that, and what I was even considering still held an.