“Fucking whore, I knew you’d love this the minute I laid eyes on you. You got that look, fucking tramp.”As the waves subsided, Brenda could fee... nothing but shame. No, no one would ever hear of this.Yet he was still ass r****g her, and her pussy still tingled. She wished she had a hand free. To rub her clit. No! No I don’t! But there was no denying it. She wanted to rub her clit. So badly.The thug was breathing hard now. She sensed he was getting close, and the thought that he would. At least I did. During the next few hours I had thrown the big comforter off me and had just the sheet over me as I barely opened my eyes, not wanting to wake him. But I was in for a surprise. He was not asleep, instead he was awake and I could sense him moving ever so slowly. I looked at the sheet over him and saw it moving. There was a tent sticking up and I could see him as he masturbated ever so slow so as not to wake me. It was turning me on as I lay there to know he was stroking his cock. She nearly broke stride when she saw what that something was. It was an arm. A human arm and it wasn't attached to anything. A trail of blood led somewhere but she refused to stop and look.She wanted to throw up but if she did she would have to stop walking. And that was all that was going to get her home. She had to keep walking. She couldn't run because if she did she might never be able to stop. And Wanda and Victor are counting on her. She turned the corner and she keeps walking. It's only. It also had a tail on it.She proceeded to play spread my ass and play with my cheeks as I endured the pain from the buttplug. Then I was made to walk around her room doing a nice horse walk and lifting my knees high up. She slapped me several times with a cane on my ass as I made mistakes while walking.I was pushed to the floor then where she put a huge dildo. She made me suck it deep and choke on it. She grabbed me by my hair and pushed my head down so the dildo would go deep inside my mouth..