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He was going to get to the bottom of it, even if that meant he would have to torture his slave boy to get it out of him. Wade had a way of making Randy feel like a nervous child but he knew he could not tell him about his fascination with John. If he did that, he would not be allowed around the young teen again and John needed his help and support. I must punish you. I will be using this paddle on your ass. Then the real punishment will begin. He sighed he knew what he had to do. Randy bent over as instructed, bracing his tattooed arms on the side of the table.
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He didn't know why but he didn't want Wade to find out that Mike had a lover in Kofi. Wade stopped for a moment to let the confession sink in. Angry with the words he heard he rammed the second dildo into Randy as hard as he could. The pain of having two dildos rip into his ass dry was excruciating. The room began to spin as he felt his hole rip and bleed.
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At the murder site, Sarah astutely examined the evidence. Strangely, there were no signs of a struggle, although there were tear marks on Elisabeth's cheek. Panties placed under the rope tied around her neck were there to presumably prevent rope-burn "What's a little rope burn if you're going to kill somebody? Her clothes and dog-tag were found stashed in a plastic bag on a nearby rooftop. Headlights were seen at the scene the night of the murder at 3: Elisabeth's mentor and commanding officer Colonel Robert Moore James Woods was arrested on suspicion of murder or accessory to murder - with his fingerprints found on Elisabeth's dog-tag.
Shortly later after being released under house arrest, he was found dead in his home - with a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head. It was assumed that his guilt caused him to apparently shoot himself - and the case appeared to be solved. She called it "psychological warfare, and that the enemy was daddy. Seven years earlier, she had been gang-raped by six men as a West Point cadet in her sophomore year during a nighttime training exercise when she became separated from her group. Her rape was in the same manner she was found at the time of her death held down with stakes in an isolated area by men dressed in camouflage. However, this rape case was covered-up and kept confidential, when Gen.
Sonnenberg John Frankenheimer convinced her Lt. General father to cooperate and protect his daughter: To cast suspicion on a thousand soldiers who did not gang-rape a woman that night. All you have to do is convince your daughter that she, the academy, the Army, and the cause of equality would be best served if she just forgot about the whole thing. None of this ever happened. Brenner presented him with the list of 6 names - the men in Captain Bransford's squad, who had been arrested and faced 20 years in prison. Then Brenner described that sexually-traumatized Elisabeth had deliberately re-enacted or recreated the original rape incident from seven years earlier, just before her murder, to show her father first-hand what had been covered up: God knows why she did it.
Perhaps because you were going into politics, she thought this was her last chance. But I think she got Moore to put her in exactly the same position that the rapists did seven years ago. She had herself tied up at 3: Moore -- to force her father to deal with her earlier rape. Her father had given her an ultimatum - either resign her commission, or agree to undergo therapy. When she refused both options, he threatened to draw up charges of misconduct and present her for a general court-martial. Campbell strode onto the site at 3: I want to hear you say it happened.
After betraying her and telling her: As an aside, Colonel Fowler had wrongly thought all along that the General had killed his own daughter. Afterwards, Kent met with Brenner and Sunhill on a training site, where she hypothesized: