Her arms hoisted high over her head, held fast by a steel cableon an electric winch, pulling her into a tenuous position up on the balls ofher feet. T...he cold concrete floor useless in relieving the building pressure inher shoulders. A symmetrical pattern of sixteen thick needles piercing herright breast. The outside of her left breast the current object of Myattention. The slap of My hand, the short flogger, the crop, a wooden spoon,all seeking out the same target. What was once pale white,. "No." Joshua says.He kisses her again, and this time she doesn't fight it. His hand reaches into her underwear and takes her phallus into his hand. He moves her underwear down a bit then softly jerks her off as he makes out with her. She breaks the kiss with him."You're sure about this?" Chrys asks.Joshua says nothing, and kneels down in front of her, and takes her rod into his mouth. Her eyes go wide as he begins sucking her member, bobbing his head on the small phallus. She had always. Delicate spurs on the heels. Then he saw the heavy skirt of thick blue wool and a curse crawled up behind his teeth. The girl moved slowly into the space beneath the wide arms of the oak. She was no great beauty, but she had a pert little face and eyes that were big, wide, and very blue. He noticed that from clear across the camp. Very blue. The jacket she wore was a shapeless brown, made for somebody larger than herself. Her very blue eyes examined the clearing in quick little jumps – and. She was always amazed at how he could see a hotel room as a home away from home. On the other hand, she was eager to get back to their little apartment."Hoover's okay!" She said it as a statement. She knew he would not be that relaxed otherwise."Yeah, seems to be. They're holding him overnight for observation." I'm glad since he is — from what I hear — the only reason I chose to go out with you."Max laughed. "Nah, it was really my charm and good looks."Y-uh huh. If you say so." She had to admit.