The symbol from the now defunct sports apparel company that was adopted by the one-time celebrity, singer and activist Madonna. That symbol was intend...d to unite the women who attended the march.” Emeline Watson then surprisingly stood up and lowered her pants, hooked her thumb in her panty and pulled down to reveal that she also still wears the symbol upon her pubic mound.“Every time I look in the mirror and see this symbol, every time I suffer through the pain of waxing and electrolysis to. “Master please let me cum,” I’m begging him for release. He ignores my pleas and keeps licking my ass before he rams two of his rough fingers into my hungry sopping cunt. I bite my lip so hard I taste blood to keep from cumming. “Master please let your slut cum for you.” He just keeps pistoning his fingers in and out, in and out, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Just when I think I’m about to lose control he just stops. I’m left there panting and whining at the emptiness of my holes.. Tears were rolling from my eyes and my screams were muffled by my master’s underwear.He didn’t even wait for me to get used to it. He kept ramming my ass like there was no tomorrow and to add to my misery, he started to spank me on my ass very roughly. My ass was burning from inside and outside.After about 10 or so strokes, I got used to the pain and the pleasure started. As soon as he felt that I was enjoying this, he grabbed me by my neck and increased his speed. The sound of his body. The tape had mentioned achamber below, but what sort of chamber?William saw nothing, but from those bleak under shadows came a sound likea pack of ravenous dogs gnawing on bones. It was then that the precariousof his predicament hit William. He was a weak defenceless girl, alone,facing ? what? Something from beyond? It couldn't be possible, yet perhapsit was. Certainly this form in which he was thrust was just as impossible.There was a sudden wailing of the wind outside the window. William.