Camisa didn't know what was going on but she was grateful to finally have her hands untied and be allowed to take a shower. She lingered in the heat, her asshole still throbbing from Larry's hard fuck but her pussy twitched every time she thought about how good his cock had felt buried in her ass. Instantly, shame washed over her and Nick came to mind. What would he say if she told him that she'd been anally raped and
liked it
? She shed a few more tears, cursing her weak will as her hand slid over her stomach, heading down to her pussy.
She quivered with need as her fingers curled under, sliding between her soapy lips and into her hole, angrily stroking the responding flesh. Her orgasm was intense but unfulfilling and she secretly wondered if she'd ever be able to cum regularly again. She toweled off and put the clothes on that Eddie had left for her and opened the door, allowing him to take her arm and lead her downstairs. Once down there, her hands were retied and a blindfold was placed over her eyes.
"Please don't hurt me."
"We haven't hurt you yet, have we?" Larry snarled. "Just sit there and keep quiet before you make me angry again." She felt his hot breath on her cheek. "And you don't want that, do you?"
Again, her pussy betrayed her and she sighed at the sweet twinge. "No."
"Didn't think so." She felt the air change as he moved away. "Come on, Eddie. Let's go get him."
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