“Have you learned your lesson, crica?” the man asked her teasingly. “If I let you down are you going to be a good girl?”
Maggie nodded disconsolately as much as she could with her chin cruelly forced back by the hard metal ring around her throat. She cried with relief as she felt one leg and the then the other released. The man unfastened her leash from the canopy and the girl fell to her knees.
The man placed his strong, fat hand on her head and pushed her forwards. “Bend over, w***e,” he told her churlishly. “You got me stiff as a steel pole and I need some relief.”
Margie dolefully placed her forehead on the deck and spread her knees. The man’s heavy, pointed toed boot jabbed her thighs rudely as he instructed her callously, “Wider, cunt.”
She heard the thud of the man’s knees hitti
