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Now...take care of each other. If you behave, I’ll bring you some water. You must be parched!” Clark winks at me as he steps out of the room and leaves us. Funny...this is the only time I’ve ever seen him leave. Every other time, I’ve been knocked out cold. I stare over at Violet. She looks at me with sadness and pussy tries to muffle an apology. She waves her head at me and nods in the direction of the door....her way of telling me to try and free myself and get out of here. I make an amateur effort at loosening up my hands but make very little progress. Between the knife wounds, dehydration, and starvation, my body was just too weak. My head was throbbing from the pressure of me shaking my myself back and public forth. I’m almost positive I have another concussion from all the times I’ve been pistol whipped. I still haven’t full recovered from my first one back a couple weeks ago in the parking lot! “Luke...babe look at me.” I’m shocked to hear Violet talking! She was able to spit out her gag. “Luke....I’m so sorry. This is all...my fault.” She takes deep breaths between each sentence as she talks. I can tell she’s having difficulty talking to me because of her lack of energy as well. She’s probably just as dehydrated and starved as I am. “Babe....you need to fight. You need to fight your way out of here! Free yourself! You don’t deserve any of this! Right now...your life depends on it. Go be with your family...don’t worry about me. I need you to find the strength and the courage to free yourself. I need you to live...I would never forgive myself if Clark gets his way and voyeur kills you. Please baby....you need to go!” I listen to Violet speak. I start to weep as she stares at me begging for me to leave. I can’t just leave her! I love her! What will Clark do to her do tits to her if I escape and leave her behind? Regardless if I convince her to come with me, we would have to run away. But life would just not be enjoyable knowing that he’d hunt her down. She didn't know, amateur or even care, all she knew was that she needed another big sausage between her legs. His head cocks to one side in curiosity. I turned as red as a tomato. ‘Pink Dreams’ was his brand. Then she looked up to me with her late teen eyes hidden tits in little gteen clothing and asked if I would help her remove her training bra. We did get a chance to explore it a pussy couple of time, one thing he always noticed was how it always stayed clean. We sat there for about five minutes quietly searching for a solution. She told herself this can never be a onetime thing. I never expected any of voyeur this to happen. She sat on the toilet and grinned. She was so gentle and loving with it, so slow and deliberate in every move she made on it. She didn't like getting her blood pressure checked public or having her ears examined, but there was one thing she did enjoy. STOP!