A couple of them boys ain't been earning their pay lately. They could do with a little cold and wet." Ken asked, "You want me to go get them things fo... you? I could go today. I'm sure you're yearnin' for home." Even though the thought of home – her real home – did warm her heart, Karen didn’t relish the trip. The thought of leaving Ken also caused her a little twinge of regret as well. He was everything she hoped her husband would become once they were married, despite knowing his nature. She. When my Grandpa nodded, he also started to pull on my nipple, both of them were being rough with my titties, each one getting rougher than the other, following my father in spanking my mum’s and then the Greek guy bit down hard just above my nipple. I let out a small scream, I wasn’t expecting that, and just after I screamed my uncle grabbed my legs, pulled them up so my back was just left on the sunbed, and he dropped one leg, and then holding onto my other ankle hit me hard right onto my. And it wasn’t like he couldn’t afford to indulge them, he was certainly ‘comfortable’ when it came to their financial well-being. But there was no reason he could possibly fathom for her to continue with her blatant excesses, and no matter how many times he warned her, no matter how many times he threatened to put her on a budget and restrict her access to the credit cards, it never seemed to make an impression. Seriously, how many pairs of Manolo Blahniks can one woman wear? He hated what he. "So you can see how slutty you look."Claire nodded, humming in agreement."There's no reason to be selfish though. I think other people would like to see what a slut you are too. Why don't you go outside and show your slutty little outfit off to the world, my pet?"Go outside? thought Claire. She was tethered to the wall. She couldn't even reach the hall, let alone walk down the stairs and out of the villa, onto the street. Wondering how she could possibly leave the room, she stared idly into.