She wadded them up in a ball in her hand under the table, and then handed them to Matt. They both sat there quiet for a few moments."I'm waiting, Matt...said finally.Sandra looked at him blankly, not having a clue what he was waiting for."For your promise," Matt reminded her."Oh! I promise," Sandra said looking down at the tabletop."I'm not sure that's good enough for me but I will let it slid tonight. I just want to look at you for a few minutes," Matt said with a smile."You're very pretty," he. Elizabeth still lay on her bed almost as Ruth had left her. She was staring open-eyed at the ceiling and gave no indication that Ruth might be in the room. Ruth was shocked when she looked at the girl. Elizabeth was filthy. The whole cabin stank. She walked cautiously to the bed and wanted to cry when she fully realized the condition of the girl. "Elizabeth?" She called softly. There was no response. "God in Heaven, Elizabeth, what has happened to you?" Ruth sobbed and sat on the edge of the. I melted into his touch. He slid his thumb into my mouth. I sucked it, obedient. He withdrew it after a moment. I tried to move with him, to prolong his touch. He chuckled at me.There was a sound like he had pushed the other man towards me.“Go on then,” my master ordered, “Fuck my girl.”A different set of sturdy hands grabbed me by the hips and pulled me to the edge of the bed. My legs dangled, helpless.I couldn’t help my manic grin. I loved feeling this helpless. I loved knowing my master was. But I needed it faster. Harder. I closed my eyes, trying not to scream out at him. I gained control over my voice. "Please, harder...." I whispered. He smiled at me, groaning and he began to pound into me. My breasts bounced, the exam table squeaked, I moaned, he groaned. I felt him getting harder inside me. I felt the extra friction and I whimpered, throwing my head back. I bucked my hips against his, hearing the sounds of our skin slapping together, hearing my wetness. He moved faster and.