”This was not good news at all for Faith. She felt her heart sink at the knowledge that her ordeal was to be extended. She would just have to work h...arder at finding a way to escape. But so far, there hadn’t really been a chance. She had either been locked in that escape-proof stall or had her arms chained together behind her back. Even if she ran, she would not get far and she would be easy to overpower.It was very good news for the twins. They would have much more time to tame their cousin. The minute you agree to get in here you are submitting your cunt to me, it will be mine to do with what I want to, you are not to have any say in what I do to it in what manner I do it and where I do it. Your cunt shall now be referred to as cunt, sloppy cunt or any form of cunt as I see fit. Your cunt will be my toy to do with as I please from here on out. You are to do as you are told with your cunt, if for any reason you go against what I say or do, your. I undo her legs from the chair and lift her by her arms from the table. A thick string of vaginal spit connects her cunt to the thick toy she'd concealed there, like still reaching out, unwilling to let go. With her arms still bound behind her back, I place her on her knees before me, on the carpet, her legs still trembling. The taut rope stretched between her hair and the anal hook keeps her looking up at me. She doesn't say a word. Either the punishment I've come up with is too much, has. "You are wrong," I told her, "both ways. I just think you're scared. I don't know why." I am scared. Scared you won't want me. That I won't be good enough for you. That you will send me away." I'm scared too, Kelly. Scared you will leave me." But why would I do that?" Only one woman has ever looked twice at me before you, and she was nearly seventy years old."She shook her head. "That is hard to believe," her hands were moving, unbuttoning the loose shirt I had on. I had to move my arms so she.