She could feel his balls begin to contract in her mouth and she knew what was cumming….“I can’t...I can’t hold it.” She pulled off of him le...ting his cock fall out, like a sword-swallower finishing her show. She gripped his balls tight and began to furiously jack off his soaked cock. “FUCK.” And with that, he came. The last time she had fucked, the man had a big dick but he only came a few drops. This was not one of those times. This was a load. A real man’s load. Within seconds, she was. I leaned down and firmly pulled her to me as we locked in on a very passionate kiss. She was clutching me very tightly. I pushed her back down on to the sofa and moved from her lush full lips to her neck and whispered in her ear, "I am going to do to you what you have done to me for the last week. And you are going to have to beg to get what you want." At this point I put her hands behind her back and put the blindfold over her eyes. She let out another long moan, I could tell she was. He was a carpenter. I sometimes helped him build, bookcases, tables, even a room once, you name it. He was the one who had got me interested in tinkering and building. “Well do you mind opening that cabinet and taking out a roll of toilet paper?” I looked around and saw a small cabinet next to the door and opened it. It was full of toilet paper rolls and I chuckled. I took out a roll and the door to the outhouse opened slowly. A small hand came reaching out and I placed the roll in the hand. A. The liquid came out at an incredibly hot temperature. I wiggled in pain to which 2 more arms came and held my feet still so I was now spread out fully. My skin singed as the chemicals peeled away any dead skin and blemishes. Every ounce of hair on my body fell off and fell into the incinerator below. By now tears were flowing down my face, but at least I knew the process was soon over and I can get another chance to escape. What happened next however caught me off guard. How could I forget how.