Chapter 12
Barbara lay flat on her back on the rumpled bed, Becky was bending over her, carefully washing away the last traces of the dried and crusted c*m that had been smeared over her shapely body.
Her animal passions had finally faded and for the first time in hours the young script girl was able to think clearly. Barbara refused to allow herself to think about the things she'd said and done during the savage orgy, she forced herself to concentrate on finding a way out the terrible mess that she found herself in.
"I'm afraid, Miss Barbara," Becky whispered in her ear when she worked the damp cloth over the blonde's face. "At first it was fun but these men ... scare me and they ... hurt me too." The little girl shyly pressed her palm between her slim thighs to indicate where she had
