"I'll tell you what," laughed Barbara, "We are going to let you help us in the training of Miss Dickens. By the time I am finished with her, she will not give anyone a hard time in class anymore, her and her irregular verbs.

Earl showed a toothy grin, as he answered, "I'd be glad to do anything I can to help.'

Barbara turned from her friends, and went back into the bedroom, where Grace and Joan were obediently watching Valerie. Barbara walked over and took the gag out of the terrified woman's mouth. It was a relief to get rid of the awful taste and the pain from the constriction, but what was uppermost in Valerie's thoughts was what her tormentor had in mind for her now. She followed her with her eyes, never once taking them off her, a sign that Barbara could not help but miss. They were frightened and subservient eyes, eyes that told her she was ready to do her will on command, eyes that mirrored the effectiveness of this evening's session.

Now Barbara called her friends aside, whispered to them and in a few minutes, the three girls left the room. Valerie could hardly believe it. For the first time this evening, she had been left alone. The first thought that came into her mind was to escape that house. of horrors. She looked around for her clothes, but they were nowhere in sight. It did not matter. She would climb out the window and down the fire escape, naked if necessary, and run as fast as she could, until she could find some refuge. However, she did not have a minute to lose. They were in the other room, undoubtedly thinking up some more sadism. She had to get out of there before they came back.

She got out of bed and stumbled toward the window. She ached all over from the whipping she had unmercifully received before the bell had rung to interrupt Barbara. Raw, red welts covered her lovely breasts, that stood high, as she tiptoed toward the window. She began pulling up on the window to get it to open, but it would not budge.

She was now overcome by panic. She was so close to freedom, and She knew yét, a stuck window was holding her, still in bondage.

she had to work fast. Soon they would be back. But, as her fingers nimbly worked the window, searching to try to find her way out of the place, she suddenly felt iron-like arms seize her, one, around her throat and the other around her stomach. She tried to struggle loose, but it was impossible. hey squeezed They were tighter and tighter, dragging ner across the room. so strong and powerful, that she could not move. The one around emit a sound. her throat was so tight that she could not Indeed, she was afraid to move, for the for that the vise like grip might snap her neck. She could feel the bulging muscles of the arm grow tighter and tighter, until she finally passed cut.

When Valerie finally regained consciousness, she found herself tied, her arms stretched verftcatay and manacled by leather binds to a beam on the ceiling." Her legs were spread eagle apart and her feet were similiarly tied to the legs of two beds on either side of her. She was raised off the ground several inches.

She closed her eyes

She was afraid to look around the room. and bit down on her lip. "What's the matter, girl?" she heard, in "Something a deep boice that obviously belonged to a black male. bothering you? She did not answer, but continued to keep her eyelids tight shut. Then, she suddenly felt the hands of a strong male rubbing over and across the soft flesh of her breasts. She shuddered with shame and bit harder down on her lip, to draw a drop or two of blood. It would be better if she did not see who was taking such crude advantage of her.

The fondling of her breasts stopped. Then she felt a thitk finger digging high into her cunt. A shudder ran through her body. and she tried to turn away, so as not to have to look at her taunter. She was filled with humiliation and sobs of despair

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