I grabbed the first thing to hand, a mostly-empty paint bucket off a stack of them and threw it at his head. He ducked, but that made him lose his gri... on Cat’s neck. She immediately went to the floor and off to one side, and that was all the room I needed.With Cat gone from his grasp, he squared around to face me, holding his knife at chest level. As I crossed the 5 or 6 feet between us, he pulled his arm back slightly to take a swing at me with the blade. I was already almost on him as he. "My name's Sherry Andrews, and yours? This hurts me so much the asshole is going to kill me and has put your life on the line, too!" She put both her hands to her face as the tears poured forth.Damn it, the morale among my troops was weakening and I had never allowed that to happen! "Listen to me, Sherry." I barked in command mode. "You are one of mine now, my name is Sergeant, and I do not condone or accept failure or defeat! You will not die on my watch, I will not allow it! Do you understand. She told all about Dad's debts to Kabul, too. She went on to say that she hoped those voyeur purchasers of her dirty prostitution on film would enjoy seeing her adultery, her martyrdom for her son and hubby's salvation, and that they would love seeing all the strange, dirty and cruel ordeals she was subjected to by Kabul and his circle of SM devotees! She smiled, admitting her torture and ravishment was for no other real reason than their sleazy, cruel lust for her.She then dropped her dress. I moaned, sending vibrations over his cock, feeling him speed up, thrusting and fucking my mouth."I'm so close, princess. Please don't stop, I want to come in your mouth!"I looked up at him, moaning as he fucked my face. I wanted to make him come so badly, staring deeply into his eyes, trying to let him know how much I wanted him. After a few more heavy hard thrusts, he leaned back, raising his hips and groaning heavily."Swallow it. princess, please!" He begged.The first thing I remember was.