In a few minutes, her master had followed suit and spewed his seed inside her.
All the neighborhood windows were dark, but that didn't mean she couldn't be seen.
He slid Christina's blouse off her shoulders and it fell the rest of the way to her bound wrists, exposing the shoulder straps and cups of her bra.
He watched the surge of bubbles until they stopped.
If one didn't know where he lived, they would never get there.
He stood back to admire how she trembled and cried.