Her eyes would widen at times when she saw me approaching with some object with which I would fuck her, but she never once asked me not to fuck her with it.Her eyes would widen at times when she saw me approaching with some object with which I would fuck her, but she never once asked me not to fuck her with it. She just lay there tied to the bed and hunched her hips back at whatever intruder I had inserted until she came once more. Eventually I ran out of things in the room to fuck her with and only then did I realize that we hadn't eaten since we entered the room. Actually it was only then that I thought about what time it was or whether or not night had come and gone. The party had been on Saturday night, and as I looked at my watch I realized that it was now Sunday night and almost midnight. My poor little slut had been tied there on her back for over twenty four hours without anything to drink or eat, other than the juices that ran from our sexual organs. "I'm going to untie you Brenda, so that I can roll you over onto your stomach. I know you must be tired of being on your back so much. Then I'm going to go get us something to eat. I didn't realize that so much time has passed, but its late on Sunday night." "How long are we going to stay here?", Brenda asked. "I'm not sure, Brenda. I'm going to make you my slave, and while your attitude has changed alot since we first came to the motel, there is still much for us to do. When we do leave this motel you will be a completely different person than you were when you entered, and you will recognize needs that you never realized you had before." "Should we call Jack and tell him we won't be in tomorrow?', she asked. "Jack has seen the last of us, sweet Brenda. The only reason that I didn't quit long ago was that you were there. |