carl has me kneel in front of him while he painfully puts my jaw back in its socket.carl has me kneel in front of him while he painfully puts my jaw back in its socket. I groan and cry and scream. finally my jaw is back in its socket and I can talk again. while I am resting, carl ties my hands behind me and ties a rope to my hands. when I see him put the rope thru the hook in the ceiling, I start to resist. carl pulls the rope tight. I scream in pain. carl pulls the rope and ties it off so that my toes barely reach the floor. I am sobing. (carl, my arms are still sore from the other night, please don't do this.) I hear a bell. 'that's the door, I will be right back. (no. no. please don't leave me hanging here.) carl leaves. I wait. when I hear someone on the stairs i am surprised to see that it is not carl. oh no. mr pots. 'hello Inez.' (hello mr pots.) he kicks my feet away several times so that i am hanging, scrambling to get my feet under me. (please mr pots.) i am sobing from the pain. 'you want me to stop.' (yes.) he stops kicking me and pulls his pants and shorts down. he works on himself till he is hard, then he forces his penis into me from behind. he pumps me till he comes. when he is satisfied, he withdraws. [100] mr pots goes into the bathroom and cleans himself up, then he comes back to me. 'how about a piggy back ride. |