Stan was enjoying some long slow thrusts inand out of me, my hips started to rock back and forth in rhythm withhis cock."Shit, Hank, I think this bitc... is learning to love this. I can tellyou one thing, you made the wrong choice, because this whore is afucking virgin for sure."I let out a louder moan as Hank's balls slapped against my cheek andStan started to quicken and intensify his thrusts. Stan was slapping myass with one hand and pressing down on my back with the other, as Hankran his. I was sent for drinks but for the next ? hour I was largely ignored. Justine was now sitting at her mistresses' feet. Carol was carelessly playing with her blonde hair and earrings as she spoke with Susan.It had all become surreal and then Susan stood up and said, "picture time". "I want some photos of our special girls Carol." Carol lit up with glee. "Yes, of course we need some photos." Susan produced a camera and instructed Justine sit in a chair by the window and I was to pretend to be. The penultimate moment is fast approaching as I begin to tip the candle for this grand finale. She bites hard on her lower lip as I dribble hot wax droplets in a line, first on her nipples and descending down her stomach to her hands. She cries out suddenly, with a voice so impossibly full of pleasure and pain and lust. Her hips rise off the bed and her head presses backward into the pillows, as if she is possessed by passion itself in her ecstasy. Her heavy, ragged breath comes in frantic. ..” The girl fainted again.Kelly straightened the girl out on the floor and saw she had been shot twice. One bullet hole was dangerously close to the heart while the other was in her shoulder. As she applied compresses to try to stop the bleeding, Pete Martin ran in. He stopped and dropped to his knees. He put his finger on her pulse. It was there, but weak and thready.They heard the sound of approaching sirens and moments later hurrying footsteps as the EMTs — emergency medical technicians —.