They were already pretty well stuck out there because her arms were handcuffed behind her. "Are you going to gag me, too?" No, I want to hear you scre...m. But, I am going to chain you," he grinned, his eyes sparkling with thoughts of mayhem. He pulled down her slacks and helped her step out of them, then tore her panties off.Tanya grinned at him and moistened her lips. Béla had seen in Frank's mind what he'd bought for her and she'd wanted to try it herself. Tanya now waited, impatient and. “Nathan, do you understand what that report isn’t saying?” The Fed had snuck up behind me when I was adsorbed in the fucking report.“What isn’t it saying?” I mocked. Dad was dead. I knew that.“There are no brain waves, no heartbeat. No energy signatures. No blood. Your father died three years ago.” She reported calmly and compassionately. Or tried to ... I started to think she was acting? I wasn’t sure.“No, he didn’t. If he were dead, I would have a death certificate,” I replied indifferently.. Than another. Jingle. I was hypnotized by the vision of completehumiliation and degradation in front of me. I couldn't take my eyes offAlice, panting and coughing, covered in man slime. I... wanted this? Neededthis? Craved it? Another step in a haze, the sound of bells and my heelson the pavement echoing in my ears.A pair of strong hands seized my elbows and I felt them cinched togetherjust like Alice's. Roughly, I was forced on my knees back to back withher. A crotch appeared in front of my. , but it doesn’t break the seasoned stud’s carnal rhythm; he keeps thrusting away with machine like precision. Donna reaches over to her nightstand, fumblingly picks up the phone and answers it. “Hello?...Oh, hi honey!...yeah, I got that thing out of the way in the garage…” Her conversation with her husband is conducted with J.J. grunting steadily, his face just inches from the phone. “Oh, that’s the washing machine making all that noise…” Donna stifles a little gasp as she absorbs yet another.