<strong>Maddy</strong><br/><br/>Maddy sobbed as they continued to abuse her.  her body was so sore, the welts from the whipping stung and she felt generally awful, her pussy was being slammed into, her mouth raped and she was sure they weren't going to stop there.  She was gagging as Frank forced himself into her maw, and the feeling of the cock sawing into her tight, unused cunt was horrible.  But her body was throbbing, she hated it, but inside she was groaning, enjoying this treatment.  She couldn't let them know this, they would only use that against her.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes and wept as the men took what they wanted.  She prayed none would want her arse, the thought of being violated there was disgusting...<br/><br/><strong>143 miles north, a Motel room</strong><br/><br/>The body on the bed moaned softly, his wrists were tied and his cock bound in leather straps.  She had put them on wet, and now they were dry.  VERY dry.  Sitting watching was a woman, a cigarette held almost negligently in her fingers, a cruel smile on her face.  She was beautiful, but there was something in her eyes that made you think she was only just holding onto sanity.<br/><br/>The man moaned and looked at her, his straining erection swollen and angry, "poor baby, does it hurt?" she asked, her voice soothing.  She stood in a fluid motion and walked across to him, flicking the ash from her cigarette onto his belly.  "I told you I expected full payment and what did you do?  You tried to run away" she looked at him, eyes full of sadness as she reached for a syringe, stubbing the cigarette out on his stomach.  She ignored the cries.  He was gagged, she had got fed up with the pitiful noises he was making.<br/><br/>"This will make it all better my lover, when you wake, you wont remember a thing" she said, seeing the look of fear in his eyes, he knew her too well.  He had been her play thing for almost 6 months now, but sadly, like so many he had let her down.  So he was joining a long line of wannabes.<br/><br/>The needle sunk into his arm, the drug entering his system.  He twitched a few times and then sank into unconsciousness.  It hurt, the drug wasn't nice, it was a neural inhibitor, stopping him accessing short term memories, he would loose the last few months.<br/><br/>"What a disappointment!!" She muttered, packing her bag.  Then the cell went off and she picked it up, letting voice mail get it.  The voice, the words.  She grinned wide.  She was being called home, her dear brother wanted her.  Now everything would be alright again.<br/><br/>A few minutes later all traces of her had been wiped from the room. The man was untied, and covered, he would wake with no memory.  And she, Madelaine McCallahan was on her way to her beloved brother.  Now all she needed was a gift, after all it was inconsiderate to arrive empty handed!!<br/>