'Like it, bitch? Isn't it what you wanted?' Rolf yelled, hitting me between my hips, his hard palm landing right on my pussy. I was screaming bloody murder already. Rolf left the room. What was he planning to do next? I felt the skin of my back start creeping. Then I heard his footfalls. What was he doing? Lying face down with bondage holding me tight, I could no longer turn my neck as the muscles in it hurt way too bad. 'Honey? Damn, it hurts!'