His daughter eagerly sat astride her father's lap and with a bit of manoeuvring of her underwear Bill found his cock deep imbedded inside her. Life was now perfect; with his teenage daughter moving on his lap Bill could watch as his ex-wife was brutally raped. The sound of their hands slapping her naked skin just made him spurt all the quicker.
I was running along, my feet bare and the tree branches wiping my face. I was being chased but I couldn't remember by whom. I fell but before I could get up, hands grabbed me and pulled me upright. I was eleven again, wearing that silly squaw outfit my mother had made for me but now it was a little too small for my growing body.
After an exhibition tournament, our Russian tennis queen suddenly loses control over her walk of life as she joins the toy collection of an old fashioned Middle Eastern ruler. Once the true magnitude of the plans around her sinks in, she seriously questions some of her career choices, which provoked this terrible "Tennis Teen Terrorism". Will years of sports psychology help her through the multitude of harassments ahead of her, and will she eventually escape out of the hands of her tormentors?