The tape resumed and I continued to watch as Susan screamed in pain, or was that pleasure?, I couldnt tell, as the sharp tip of the pole came from out...of her mouth you could see it was covered in thick red blood. I couldnt believe this was something she was enjoying. After it was done I heard dad call it a spit, I thought so thats what they did to her that spit her like a piece of meat, so that fire pit is for her? I continue to watch for the answer. Dad had then pulled out a much smaller pole. They were looking for the cache hidden away behind that basement wall. Finding the bones gave them a clear message to stay the fuck away. They left in a hurry and were already heading out of the country. The people in the holding area hadn’t been there very long, but I did see signs of someone using this area to keep doing the same sick shit that got those men upstairs killed.My implant pinged me, and when I let it connect to the place in my head, I saw an older version of Irene with a man that. He also wrote horror stories and quite a bit of literary erotica. Thanks to his father, he was able to enrol at Bay State College in downtown Boston after graduating from Brockton Community High School. He excelled at school, outshining the wealthy sons and daughters of the Irish, Italian, African-American and Hispanic communities who were his classmates and friends. It was at Bay State College that he first became aware of his bisexuality. When he fell for his buddy Karl…and a sexy. She laughs every time she gets me by surprise. When shes done eating she goes back to her room and I follow her on my hands and knees, all the way into her room. Ok slave I need to get ready for work so she took of all her clothes in front of me. With that I almost cum in my underwear (I was only wearing underwear and a collar) my new boss is really handsome, I want him to see my cleavage she admired herself in the mirror. I was drawling on the carpet at that point. She turned at me eyes half.