She was wearing a tank top that made her breasts look so nice and she was not wearing a bra so her nipples were sticking out. I could not keep my eyes... off of her, She was wearing tight blue jeans that made her ass just perfect and tight. I think she was noticing that I was checking her out all the time because she was moving like I never seen before. She was moving side to side up and down slowly making it look sexy. I could not resist anymore. I walked up behind her, wrapped my arms around her. Her nose was running and he wiped it with his thumb. Then, he smeared the mucus across her forehead and back into her hair. Her arms were straight out in front of her, her elbows resting in another pair of iron supports like the ones at her knees. She wasn't able to buckle those either so Joe took care of it for her. The steel pole that supported her arms also supported the long, black, rubber cock that was pushing past her gag muscle. Joe put his hand gently against the back of her head and. When you called Mom last night and reported what was going on, I knew I had to come and explain." Explain what!?" Missy screamed, "You killed her. You sat on her face while they skinned her alive and then your mom and Darren fucked her while she died. How do you explain that!?" It's what she wanted, Missy. It was exactly what she wanted. She was very explicit about exactly how everything was to happen, even to the funeral pyre and the ashes buried beneath the sand."Missy broke down in. Master rolled my nipples roughly between his fingers, and I moaned, pushing my chest out towards him. His smile was getting darker. He attached the tweezer clamps to my nipples and tugged on them, causing me to move my hips uncontrollably. “Hold still,” he said angrily and slapped my face gently. I looked down and my eyes began to water. I dreaded disappointing him. Sir went to the bedside table and got the plug and a bottle of lubricant. He knelt behind me. “Get down.” I put my elbows on the.