A man of both conviction and confliction. He was handsome. Rugged. Hot. Darling slipped a hand over her vulva and gently parted her outer lips. S...reading them open with her manicured fingers. She caressed and rubbed at herself. She made herself wet. It didn't take her long. It never did. When she needed to sleep and rest, Darling would often turn to masturbation. She knew how to please herself, be it with fingers or toys. She took her hands and squeezed her nipples through the sheer. Then they separated, each going their own way, with so much to do this afternoon. He kissed her goodbye for now. The next time he saw her, she would be his bride.She went upstairs to take a long bubble bath. Little Corinne helped her undress. She climbed into the warm water and sunk in. Corinne washed her long hair for her."You have lovely hair Madame. So long and luxurious! Par excellence!" She giggled. Then she left Franchesca to relax in the warm water. After awhile she got out, toweled off. She still had enough of her dignity and courage left not to cry out. She would never give them the satisfaction of hearing her scream for mercy. Only another hour and the pain would stop and she would be fed and allowed to sleep. Eighteen hours pain and six hours sleep. This was the thirteenth week of this routine and she still kept her sanity, still kept count of time and still hoped one day to redeem herself. For she knew she had nobody but herself to blame for being here.She relived the. " Paula and Jean piled on top of me. " Ah come on " I said " don't you want to see Daddy fuck Sara."Paula said " no I don't want to see that ugly fat whore. I don't know what he sees in that pig."Jean spoke up saying " you know Daddy will fuck anything that will spread their legs. I think Daddy would fuck a d.....( can't say what she said he would fuck so you have to guess but it is not human).I kept insisting we go watch so Paula said " Jean we will have to distract her she so wasted she is.