“Even with the injuries, her muscle tone is adequate to provide anal pleasure,” Sir said. “I may get an excellent price for her, if it comes to that.”
Annabelle growled and shook her head back and forth. Sir withdrew his finger from her anus and slapped her hard on the ass.
“I cannot impress upon you enough, slave. Resistance is futile.”
Sir removed his glove and handed it to Doctor. He massaged Annabelle’s ass cheeks firmly and painfully. Annabelle moaned at the sensation; it hadn’t been so long ago that Bert had taken the varied implements to her ass several mornings ago. Or yesterday. Annabelle couldn’t recall days anymore. That morning. What morning? It could have been weeks ago. Annabelle buried her face in the table padding, willing the nightmare to end.
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