Carefully stepping over the bad stair, Rachelle made her way to the window of the living room, slid it open, and climbed through. The torrential rain ...tung her face, but her mind was set. She made her way across the wet, dark neighborhood in just her nightgown with no shoes on to reach her goal: Krystas house. That popular bitch had been ignoring Rachelles advances for too long. Frustrated and upset, Rachelle had finally taken to watching her through her bedroom window. One night, she saw. His exact words: "I always knew that the little slut would be back for more", my husband related with a grin.It certainly wasn't without apprehension that I planned this next visit to Gary. I could certainly well remember the terrible flogging and the pain and misery and suffering at Gary's hands, and I knew that this next trip would be no different and yet I very definitely wanted it to happen.It was lust that drove me on. Lust for being degraded and humiliated. Lust to satisfy both Gary and. Matt had met a redhead just before the first of the year. This being late May, he was in love with her. She talked to Erin and told her that she'd better take a second look at him because he was just behaving nice in order to impress her. She giggled as Matt snatched the phone away to talk to Erin."Pay no attention to her," he covered himself, glaring at Gabrielle as she stuck out her tongue at him before going to her room. Matt once kicked in her door when he became upset with her when she was. I knew deep down that I had to see him again and that somehow I would organise it. We got home and bags and shopping put away I started upstairs saying I would do dinner after a shower. I heard L bound up the stairs a few minutes later, I had just slipped my dress off when I felt his arms encircle me from behind, his hard cock grinding into my arse. I tried to pull away, very aware of my recently fucked pussy, still dripping with his (Simon I had found out) cum. L pulled my dress off and.