I could soon tell that she wasn’t used to being served breakfast - or probably anything. At one point, I stopped and took her hands in mine. Gradual...y she lifted her gaze and her eyes met mine.“Little fairy, you should get used to being served from time to time. Of course, that depends on if you want to see me again. I hope you do.”Those dark blue eyes didn’t give a thing away about her thoughts. When the silence continued for some time, I couldn’t help getting a bit nervous. Then I was sure. They tied her feet together and looped a rope from the bed head around herneck and taped the gag back in her mouth. She was too tired to protest. Theyleft her there, her holes dripping cum, her body aching from the abuse. Sheslept. She wasn't sure what time it was when she woke but the sun was peeking infrom behind the corners of the curtains. Her stomach rumbled with hunger andshe desperately needed to pee. She rolled over, her shoulders and arms achingfrom being tied for so long. Her tits,. Fiona's scream must’ve been heard in the flats next door but Dickie didn’t stop until he was completely balls deep in Fiona's rectum. He then stopped and turned to Mark and Chris.“I told you she was a total slag lads so just use any hole you want once I've finished”He turned back to Fiona and then began fucking her arse with long and hard strokes, making sure he crammed all of his dick deep in her rectum on every thrust; it wasn’t long before Fiona was having a noisy orgasm and Dickie was. Open up.’ Fear leaped in Chantal’s heart and she took a few steps back from the door. ‘I’m not feeling well, Jean. Please go away.’ ‘Then let me in. I can help you.’ ‘No. Just go away. I’ll see you tomorrow.’ ‘Jean-Claude!’ His innards withered into dust when he heard Katie’s voice. ‘I thought you told me you weren’t going to see her anymore!’ ‘I have to see her, Katie. Now please, go.’ ‘No, Jean-Claude. I’m going to tell her the truth.’ Katie made a move to knock on Chantal’s door and.