But shortly she stopped moving, as if realizing that her squirming served no purpose other than that of, in effect, fucking me back. The few remaining buttons were doing their best to keep her body covered, but despite their efforts, an entire, sleek leg was revealed all the way up to where a few tantalizing inches of black thong panties could be seen. XXX She again tried to spit at me, but this time her spittle simply drooled down her chin and onto my fingers. I asked her if she wanted me to take her to the gala event where she was headed before our little detour. Dark mascara, carried by rivulets of tears, had streaked garishly down her snow white cheeks. Against her will my finger entered her up to the second knuckle as she gasped and writhed in futile protest. I then lifted her off the hook that had been holding her by the wrists above her head and carried her to a mattress on
