She was protesting but she recognized my voice so knew she really wasn't in any danger. With her blindfolded I took of my mask.I told her I had seen h...r at the mall earlier and had watched her walking around like she thought she was special, shaking her ass and teasing men. But that she was going to learn what happened when she teased the wrong man.She tried to protest so I spanked her sexy ass a few times and told her to shut up. NOW get on your hands and knees cause I am going to fuck you. Streaks of slime and blood covered it from tip to base."We have to plug the mess. Get me that box over there", she said to Janet. Janet gave the box to M who opened it and took out 5 large sized tampons. One by one she pushed them into Cindy's bloody pisshole until all had been inserted. 5 strings dangled between her legs."She'll be fine, she's used to that.", was all what M had to say about it.Cindy grabbed the skirt from the ground and started to dress. With wobbly legs and a big smile on her. He said they'd come by at noon. For the next few hours, I was agog with excitement. And some fear. Had I been a little too forward? Would things go out of control? I could not wait for noon."(Purva narrates)Then at noon, the doorbell rang. I opened it to see Sajid and Rasul standing there, with wide smiles on their faces. I asked them to come in, and walked to the kitchen. Sajid followed me. Rasul, much to my annoyance, stayed in the living room."We wanted to come by before, but we weren't sure. He's a Cuban guy with slick, black hair on a balding head and beady, little, brown eyes. He wears a shag right under his nose and chapped, grizzled lips under that. His dress shirt is purple with a golden chain hung in front of it. The blazer is a ligh brown color that matches his work slacks and compliments his good, black shoes. He appears a tad pudgy, and every flake of skin is beaten and wrinkled.Nevertheless, ferocious life is spewing forth onto the new compact cell phone right now. Only.