“All in good time, all in good time. We watched and listened
as they each told her what they’d been arrested and convicted of, and what they had in mind for her when they got their two hours. Indian sex Sixteen through twenty fucked her after “More, More, More” and the last five fucked her after the Stones’ “Satisfaction”. Mark moaned and started pumping hard. The prisoners leered at her, leaning forward, nostrils flaring, eyes burning with lust. “This is not going to be pretty, you sure you want to watch?” he asked me. She was quivering like a leaf in a high wind but didn’t take the thing away from her crotch. Daisy slid down a few inches, her body sandwiched between the clear plastic and the mattress. The women nodded. She was challenging them, egging them on, throwing down the gauntlet. “Is that enticing?” he asked them prisoners. Bill got onstage and held up his hand. We would arrive at a bar on the outskirts of a small town. That, combined with the position she slept in, and she’s probably got cramps in half her arm and legs muscles.”
I leaned closer and shivered. Bill got onstage and held up his hand. “I’m done,” Mark announced. He had the resources to move her in somewhere, keep her as one of his toys forever.
