“Your tits,” replied Tom. “What about them?” asked Laura. “Emily let‘s us feel her tits as well,” replied Tom. Laura looked at her tits ...heaving in the corset and motioned to Tom to come closer. She took his hand and pushed it into her corset, he lifted her breast and then fondled and squeezed her tits. “Emily also lets us suck on her nipples…” said Tom, expectantly. Laura looked at him, all the while wanking Jerry’s cock. She started to suck on Jerry’s cock then raised her head and told Tom to. And now here another year later, she was ‘celebrating’ her third Christmas hideously chained and suffering. Her spirit utterly broken, her humiliating existence seemingly only to be his live flesh sex toy. A thing for him to lord over, degrade and abuse in endless perverted manners. She looked up at him with her defeated eyes and watched as he produced another gift to go under her tree.“Time for a new position to change into slave. This year we are a trying out a wrist and neck metal stock. His hands were spanking me, slapping me and playing with the rest of my body.I was at the bottom while he was continuously pounding his cock into my pussy from the top. His continuous pounding had already made my mood and all that I was doing was moaning. He started to twist my body and to make sure that I was hurt to the core. That none of my body parts were left untouched and un-tortured.I was fine with it till he was fucking me well. All his deeds felt good and seemed to be making me. "Ummmmm, this is nice, honey". Your arm encircle me and my hands enfold yours and your touch excites me more and more. My head on your chest I notice your heavy breathing and I look up to your oncoming kiss. Smiling I just barely have time to position my own hot lips for you. Your hand begins caressing my belly and chest as your kiss enflames my passion for you. "Here in the park?!" I say huskily, breaking our sweet kiss and looking in your pretty eyes. "No ones around and this is pretty.