“Yes, Vay, many times. The police will handle matters.”
She gulped. The police will handle matters.”
She gulped. She clutched the sheets, bring them in her hands and writhed beneath him, simultaneously trying to squirm away from his touch and pull him closer. He went to the wall and turned a wheel until her hands were pulled high above her head. He brought his mouth back down on hers, muffling her as his thrusts increased the pace until he was steadily pumping into her in long deep thrusts, bottoming out every time. His thrusts sped up, as did the finger on her clit, and he leaned down to her ear, whispering, no, commanding, “Now.” She came again, shuddering and gasping below him, her pussy clamping hard on his cock. He stroked her hair and kissed her passionately, silencing her whimpers. he had cut his trip early to deal with the mess. I’ll give you a minute to adjust. Ben
As she lay on his bed, fear ran through her. Vay was unsure of most aspects of slavery, but one thing she could do was cook. The idea scared her. We can start again tomorrow. Vay braced herself for the second blow, her face already stinging from the first. She hated every second of it. She only barely understood their voices, only hearing the word
