Then I yelled "FUCKING BITCH! I SAID WALK" and then ripped the rest of her shirt off, leaving her completely naked, and I grabbed her hair with my lef... hand, tilted her head back, and with my right hand started slapping her tits over and over again as hard as I could, and she couldn't scream nor defend herself because of the tape and handcuffs but I could still hear beautiful muffled cries and whimpers of pain. I gave her a break for a few seconds. "Walk." I told her. She hesitated and I gave. Peyton got into the driver’s seat and hesitated before turning on the car. ‘Do you want to speak with her?’ Peyton asked. She was a little surprised Caleb had not waved back, or even acknowledged Chelsea was there. He must’ve seen her. Caleb glanced out the window again, catching Chelsea’s frantic wave and tear-stained face. He lifted his hand in acknowledgment, his face completely expressionless. Peyton suddenly didn’t know what to think of the situation anymore. And for a fleeting moment she. I said yes, but I wasn't ready for that last movement and he said I am sorry. I told him i quite enjoyed it. He said ok. and just as he was getting ready to go under again, mom called out to us and walked out to the pool. She told me she had something to discuss. Dad's Mom passed and they were going to go to the funeral. She asked if Jamie would watch me if they were only gone for the weekend so nobody would miss work. Jamies said he would be honored and I said yes, and mom and dad left the. He was still spurting when the lights in his room started to fade, and fell asleep.The next day Tim got up. Looking at the clock, he panicked, he had slept in. With dried cum all over his body, Tim, took off the dirty pair of panties, put a new pair on, and got ready. He stopped to masturbate, not even thinking of it as weird anymore, ate his cum as a late breakfast, and sped off to work.After getting reprimanded for being tardy by his boss, Tim’s day went on as it usually did. He would.