Karl grinned, and told her he had a gift for her. He went upstairs and returned with a piece of chocolate cake, but she felt so sick that she couldn’t even enjoy it. That night when she curled up to sleep, naked on the floor, she dreamed about Viktor. She dreamed that she somehow escaped and made her way back to him only to have him look at her with disgust, calling her a filthy whore and telling her he would never take her back. She woke up crying.The next day Karl was late coming down to give her breakfast. Then she heard noises upstairs, like the sounds of a struggle. She heard a girl’s muffled screaming and Karl growling angrily. Then the basement door opened and Karl came down carrying a girl over his shoulder. He tossed her down to the floor and chained her to the wall next to Dasha. She was wearing a private school uniform, navy skirt and collared shirt, which Karl ripped off of her. “Welcome to our family, Morgan,” he whispered to the girl, licking his lips. “I want you to. We first went to Publix and bought things to eat. Whilst there Freddie and Bennie asked my opinion on bananas, cucumbers and sticks of celery. Especially the bananas. I smilingly checked them for firmness and size.The next stop was some booze and they were surprised when I told them I only drank wine. I selected a Riesling and noted the cases of beer they bought. Then we went to dinner. They asked my preference and I thought if this was going to be my last good meal for the next 48 hours it had better have some substance. I said I would like a steak.I was in the back seat of their van and Jasper was right in the back on the floor with the supplies. It was then he decided to get up and scramble his way forward into my lap.At first he was quiet although he did lick my face. Then he started to get excited and scrambled down onto the floor and squeezed himself between my legs.“No,” I scolded him but as his tongue had now managed to sweep aside my panties and was now delving into my pussy.
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