Vern felt the slave under his hands cooling. Her body seizing in fits and starts. Slowing down from the power of that first great heat. Heat he had extracted. Heat he called to his command. Heat he had brought down on her until she was in a puddled shivering lump her head to the floor and her ass in the air.<br/><br/>He would have pressed his cock deep inside her then. Pumped her for all she was worth. If she was the only pick up. Her fighting and her complete surrender had his cock hard as a piece of titanium pipe.  There were plans for her and even Vern knew he shouldn't spoil her yet.<br/><br/>His hand at his back pocket. He removed a cloth and shook it out while his fingers still teased her. Keeping her mind focused on his wet cunt as he snapped the folds and the hood opened fully.<br/><br/>It was then that he pulled out of her cunt. His soaked hand grabbing her hair and pulling her head back once more. Pressing her hips against him so she could feel the heat of his thick pipe against her throbbing cunt. He dropped the hood expertly over her head without explanation.<br/><br/>His hand out of the way as he held her shoulder to keep her up and against him. He tugged the lace that tightened at the neck until the hood pulled tight just above her collar. It was then he lowered her back down to the floor. Elbows at her back keeping her in that position. Owning her as he tightened the hood further. Not to choke her but to make sure she knew it was on and on tight.<br/><br/>He slapped her ass cheeks twice before biting her shoulder and thrusting his cock against her hard. His hand at her hip keeping her in place. Showing her how much control she had on anything. Plain and simple she was his.<br/><br/>He was looking at the bitch tied to the desk. She'd be next. He wanted Swan girl. He wanted to hear that bitch hate him as he touched her. Had her screaming in pleasure. Oh hell yeah. Swan girl was next.<br/><br/>The greedy little cunt hanging on the door would get to watch. Only watch. Drip with need and not get any relief.<br/><br/>But this was only the introduction. Their new lives would start on the ride in the van. For now it was another hello.<br/><br/>Vern stood up slowly. His foot on the Hood Bitch.<br/><br/>"I wouldn't move around much. Jethro's still loose and now you can't see where he is." Vern warned.<br/><br/>Vern turned to the desk with the gift wrapped present. "You're next Swan girl."<br/><br/>Vern stopped at the door. His fingers sunk against Killer Barbie's pussy. Stroking her as he spoke.<br/><br/>"Tell Swan girl she a lucky cunt," Vern said and slapped Evie across the face hard, "Cause I'm gonna finger fuck her too and all you get to do is watch."<br/><br/>Then without caring he turned to the desk trophy. Leaving Evie alone but able to see everything he was about to do. All the really bad stuff. Every single movement.<br/><br/>