Transvestite father异装癖的父亲和儿子被农民工虐待

But he was handcuffed, how could he avoid it.
He stepped on my head with one foot, showing no mercy, and the terrible force made me feel like my skull was about to explode.
"run? Fuck you, bitch, did you run away? "
Please, let me go. I was wrong. I shouldn't have come today. Please stop fighting. I was wrong.
I cried in my heart, but I could only make a whining sound in my mouth.
But he seems to understand what I mean.
"begging for mercy, right? Lift your ass up, and if you are obedient, I can do it gently. "
Easy?
Really?.
I endured the sharp pain all over my body and tried to lift my ass.
But was stepped on the head, but also back handcuffed hands, waste a lot of effort to reluctantly allow themselves to form a "bear" shape.
"Ha, the bitch is quite obedient, so I'll take it easy."
Bang.
The crisp sound came to my ears, and it was burning.
Fuck you, are you really gentle?
Have a good time...
Unlike previous body beatings, this time the belts were concentrated on two buttocks, and in less than a minute, I couldn't feel whether my ass still existed.
If it still exists, I'm afraid it's swollen into a watermelon.
Why?
Why are you doing this to me?
It's just an appointment, are you trying to kill me?
I was so confused that I didn't even know what I was doing. I was dizzy and felt like I was going to be beaten to death.
In a daze, I felt myself dragged under my armpit by him and pulled to a place.
Ugh.
The cold water poured on my face stimulated me to wake up.
"Damn it, I'm so impatient to play, and I fainted before I got anything. What a fucking loser."
He took a water pipe in his hand and stepped on my belly. I almost spit it out, but the smelly socks stuck in my mouth were blocked back, and I burst into tears.
"bitch, my hands are sore when I hit you. I'll go down and buy a pack of cigarettes. You think about it here and think about how to serve me later."
With that, he turned and left, and then I heard the door close.
Are you gone?
No, I want to run away. I must run away quickly, or I will die.