Of course that meant that The Chest that I carry around spent a lot of time rubbing against hers. The monologue was predictable: Jack is your savior, ...ow could you be so ungrateful, he?s given you a roof over your head, he asks so little, what a wonderful man, etc. Unroll several yards of guilt-trip and trim it to fit. I learned just how hard I could slap her without visible bruising. In her case, because of her dark complexion, pretty damn hard. Harder on tit than cheek, of course. I mean, a. You're so hot, so excited, aroused you makes these aggressive grunts as you fuck my pussy hard, not so fast but hard jabs deeper deeper harder deeper, watching my body jerk with every forceful thrust and im loving every second of it. he's invited now to enter your ass which he's been waiting for. he lubes his entire cock, and your hole, fingering you while you're fucking me. your ass is tight but he loosens it with now two wet fingers. this turns you on, you want to accomodate him, for me... as. He crouched down and saw his lovely little slave curled up into a tight ball on the floor of the cage, arms wrapped around her and tear tracks running all over her face. He unlocked the door, opened it, left a note and walked back out.* * *She woke up to the sounds of his footsteps. She was scared to look up and see his disappointed face again. After a few minutes she willed herself to open her eyes and look for him. He wasn’t there. Instead she saw both the door to the cage and the Playroom. There was a bio hazard tattoo surrounding his fuck hole. The tissue surrounding his fuck hole was swollen and had obviously been fucked a lot. He pushed his ass back into my face. "Lick my toxic bug infected hole". "Get your tongue in good and deep". His ass was sweaty and smelled. "Clean my shit hole good you faggot fuck pig"I kept my tongue in his hole as my ass was pounded hard and deep. Some one grabbed my head and thrust a cock into my face. "Spit on that fuck stick and lube it up". I did.