And for every number I don’t hear, I’ll whip your legs. My fingers graze my swollen folds, sending a mixed surge of pleasure and pain coursing through my sore body. Her face is filled with contempt. “What was that I heard? Needy”
My heart sinks in despair as I’m left alone with my need, pulsating with hunger, my mind still filled with images of Vanessa as I drift off into an uneasy sleep, my pussy aching for release. “Stop it please, that’s not how it happened, I never hurt Vanessa, I would never hurt anyone, god please”
More uncontrollable sobs and tears, my makeup was a mess, my hair was messed up, I could taste the blood in my mouth. “Imagine it’s Vanessa sucking… “What was that I heard? “Look me in the face you sick fucking bitch! She makes me sit on the floor, my breathing labored and tired. You’d keep her all for yourself, your little slave?
