I saw the guy looking at those too…and I felt another tingle down below. My sister emerged from the changing room and I used it to try on the next o...ne…but before I did so I slipped my fingers along my slit and, as I’d expected, found it slippery with arousal. I had no time to bring myself to orgasm but I knew I’d do so that evening in bed as I thought back over the incident.All too soon the holiday was over and we travelled home. I’d kept myself busy with my fingers, dwelling on the two. " So how did you get out?" I had to be patient. I knew I may only get one shot at this and that capture could mean being conditioned into permanent airhead oblivion.I also knew that two broken bones were not going to aid my escape, so it was best for the moment to focus on healing and extending my resistance to horniness as much as possible. I probably had about three weeks to wait before I would recover fully and be expected to go back to work so I focused my time on thinking as much as. Leaning down he grabbed hold of both of her tits at the same time, grasping them painfully, squeezing them, forcing her to squirm more, knowing the needles now pressing into her arms and her wounded butt would cause even greater pain. Laughing loudly he twisted them cruelly, oblivious to her screams and her tears, which fell freely.She was screaming for him not to hurt her, but he simply shook his head, and smiled down at her. He was going to cause her a lot more pain yet. Viciously, he pulled. ..And suddenly, the door went open, and there she was my godess, I almost fainted.She said; come here, sit on your knees, I want you to eat my pussy. And lifted up her skirt, and nothing was under it. Hurry boy, I waited allready so long, do it know. She was very wet, and I loved it to lick her big a bit hairy pussy. Make me come, I need it so bad. And the only thing I could say; yes mistress. My god, she was so wet, and was there under her skirt, I wanted to see her tits. But she gave me no.