"He repeated.Carol sighed."He told me about your....thing together..your funny games..he said it would really make your birthday if you thought one of...his stories was true, that's all.."He saw the rage in my eyes."I'm sorry!"I slapped his face. I really whacked him. "You ignorant fucking bastard!"I yelled, then I walked out, went in the bedroom and locked myself in, cried myself to sleep and stayed alone all night.He went to work in the morning without waking me. I slept in late and when I got. She knocked softly. When he opened the door, she entered like a lamb to the slaughter. Now it was done, she was this man's entertainment for the night. She wondered if anyone who saw her thought she was a hooker on her way to a "date."Kareem was thrilled when he saw her. The dress was perfect. He loved the gold necklace that hung close around her slender neck. He thought of this as a date. A perfect date, because he knew she would do whatever he wanted."I love the necklace. It sets off the. How about some lemonade?" How could we say no?We got to chatting as we drank our lemonade. Her name was Maddylinn, "Ugh such a millennial name, but my friends call me Maddie." She was a college freshman, like us, who was home for summer break, like us. Unlike us, she didn't have to spend her summer working her shapely little ass off to pay for books in the fall. Both my brother and I were flipping over her. We were trying our best to make her laugh, to impress her, and we both knew that one of. She tried to ask what happened to Sheila, but the gag restricted hervocals, and her ramblings were ignored. Now the crotch rope was removed she could feel fingers pulling at thebutt plug, puling it out of her body. Even as the pain and relief of having itremoved, she felt further anguish, as she heard something like a zip beingundone. Amy?s fears were well grounded, as she felt someone kneel between heropen legs. She tried to scream out, but any sound she made was ignored, aswhoever it was.