A sharp blow to the solar plexus will disable even the largest tough guy. My well place fist drove the air out of Wiley's lungs and paralyzed his diap...ragm for a few seconds. Wiley bent over, trying to catch his breath; just the result I had intended.I slid my jacket aside, let my Glock show and put my hand on the butt of the gun. "Hey Wiley, I've heard all about how crazy you are ... well, I'm a little crazy too. We're just having a good talk here," I continued. "Why don't you stay for. ... We are getting brave and I realise you have opened your legs and I start moving my foot higher and higher. Expecting my foot to experience the feel of cotton on my foot at any moment I suddenly realise you have been to the toilet and removed your pants. Suddenly you are sitting across from me with your moist cunt rubbing against my foot. I can feel your pubic hair has started to get wet and detect a look of arousal on your face. I look around and check that the girl is. The man knelt down next to her. "Oh you sweet, sweet whore," she heard him say through the haze of pain and pleasure. He ran his hand over her tender ass and then down to where the dildo was planted inside her cunt. "You're creaming all over my bench slut. I'm probably going to have to buy a new one..."Jori moaned and kept rocking slightly on the bench. Her swollen clit rubbed against the slick surface of the bench. Her whole body remained keyed up. Her heart was pounding hard in her chest.. Gwen fell straight to the floor with a thud, no longer able to control her body. For a few moments she flickered in and out of consciousness, then she fell asleep. --- ?Wake up Bitch! Good girl!? Gwen woke up on the floor, with Brooke leaning over her. She couldn’t move at all, except for her head, but only barely. She saw it was still dark outside, so she couldn’t have slept long. And her body certainly didn’t feel any better. It was only after noticing this, did she realize how.