I had two of them that the computer could control, but they were so intense as to be godawful painful. The only time I had used them, I wanted to die... in the chains. The pleasure turned into pure distilled pain for hours. So bad, in fact, that I couldn't even wear a bra for several days afterwards. I actually had to tape two bottle caps over my nipples so that they wouldn't rub the front of my blouse for a couple of days. I am a dedicated masochist, but never again that. The caffeine acts. "Besides, have I steered you wrong yet?"Chance laughed, "No, but you have only scored one hookup so far. That's hardly a trend." True, but I want to be sure my competition is worthy, so you are only going to get the best I can find. At the end of this trip, when you declare me the winner of Best Fuck in the Country, I want to know that I truly went against the best competition to be found." I suppose this is another class mate of yours from college? I would hate to think all we are going to do. As though in silent consultation, they stretched the fight out. No quick knockouts. Easy wounding, hurting but not eliminating the ability to keep erect. Reveling in their exertion. Smiling now, enjoying it as always. Hearing the groans of pain. Grinding their victims slowly to bruised, bloody heaps of defeated flesh. Catching each other's eyes occasionally, sharing their excitement.The now beaten kids staggered away one by one, limping and wailing. Some neighbors had come out to watch. Finally. I choked and gagged and tried topull up but he put his hand on my head and held me down until hefinished. I was choking and trying not to throw up when he released me.Quickly I pulled my head up and gasped for air. Cum was all over my faceand I was too busy trying to stay alive to worry about it. Debbie ofcourse was still filming getting every second of my success andhumiliation."Damn bitch," Chaz panted as he drank some of the wine. "I ain't neverhad no bitch deep throat me that way. You are.