Batschka tugged the zipper of her imported leather skirt, made in slaughterhouse district of East Berlin, the remainder of its distance and skinned it... down the silken shapely legs. He noticed that her imported edible panties, made in the candy district of Prague, were missing. He caressed the smooth mound of her shaved babushka and wiggled a finger into the moist slit trying in vain to erect her sweet clitski and draw her back to this world.But Yana said nothing and continued to stare into the. He found some rope and secured her ankles to the bedposts, and in the process unfastened the snap hook from her wrist restraints and secured each instead to the bed posts on the opposite side of her feet. She now lay spread-eagle on the bed. He located a sleeping mask and slipped it over her eyes. Then he commenced to completely tearing her dress from her body. Suddenly, a candle burning on the night stand gave him an idea. Hot pussy wasn't enough to satisfy him, no. He wanted her to remember. I saw that Lynette's kiss was quite arousing to Kristen if the state of her nipples were any indication."I'd love to do it in the hot tub, but I have a feeling that it might be unsanitary," Lynette said after our kisses were finished."Camille already blew me in the hot tub," I pointed out.Lynette shrugged and looked at Camille."I thought it would be better to take him in my mouth than have him do it in my pussy."There was a communal shower just outside the room we were in, and Kristen pointed. I noticed that she was boiling water on the gas stove, and in the boiling water, she put some steel spoons of different sizes from my utensil racks. Once the water was boiling, she asked me to lie down on my stomach, took one spoon out of the boiling water, wiped it dry with a cloth and branded the steel spoon on my ass!!!!! SSSSSSSSS?I could hear it on my bum until the sound was overshadowed with my screams of pain. It was a first degree burn?.. She kept burning various parts of my body in.