Some streaks of golden hair run through the coagulating gore, but most of her blonde mane was trapped under the brutally tightened head harness. She w...s alone. Maybe someone was watching her via a camera, maybe not. Vanessa didn’t care any more. Her mind had become numb, even before her sense of taste. Only the burning pain from her arms and shoulders was still there, and sometimes fierce cramps were racing through her limbs. A good slavegirl’s elbows had not just to touch but to press against. "I don't reallyhave any socks for you. I have socks like these," theywere pink and white with butterflies, "or like these,"they were sparkly and obviously intended for nighttimeand black dresses. "Not much else but hose andstockings." My socks are thick because those running shoes willeat your feet given half a chance," I said. "I'll tearthe hell out of my feet going sockless just gettingdown to the barricades. Maybe I can wear those butroll them down." She was now down on her knees, head in. I'm sure your prurient mind can supply more and better images than our reality anyway."She grinned. Jim said, "Irene, where do you want to honeymoon. We will only have three days before classes start."She said, "Why don't you rent another RV but just us. We can get away from everyone and get pretty wild." They grinned at each other.We finally went to our beds. I know I was horny. We went into our room and closed the door. Karen bent forward after dropping her shorts and panties. I moved behind. Sir Thompson and Sir Stewart slowly stroked their hard shafts as they watched. My hand squeezed the large swollen scrotum as I sucked hard on the beautiful cock. ‘AAARRRGGGHHH!’ I felt Sirs cock about to spurt forth his thick creamy seed. Letting it pop from my mouth, I aimed it at my breast as my hands pumped that tasty rod. My three Sirs watched as the first load landed on the top of my right breast. The next load landed on my left breast. The next two loads covered my neck. After Sir came,.