The long thin straps of bevelled edgesslash without respite the backs, the buttocks and the breasts that the twoyoung women present to them. Crazy wit... pain, they try to lessen the effect ofthe atrocious wicks of rhinoceros leather by continuously shifting theirposition. To the big glee of the crowd, and particularly the former slaves,they seem to hop ceaselessly on the sand, upright or lying, twisting like wormsat the end of a line while protesting their innocence, crying for a bit ofmercy.At. Keep it coming, stud. Fuck my ass ... fuck it," she cried.I looked over at Sally and could see she was transfixed as I took her mother's ass. She was lightly playing with herself as I did. I wondered if I'd get a second request. I hoped not. Once in a while, I didn't mind. I just hoped that Ros wasn't addicted to it.Ros came after fingering herself in time to my strokes. She collapsed on the bed and I stepped off, heading for the bathroom to clean myself up. Sally was sitting on the bed, still. Not like he had anything else going on today.He opened the shop door and a small bell jangled as he entered. Dimly lit and shelves full of oddities he entered. Among the shelves he saw decks of cards, some normal some not, beginners magic trick kits and so on. The further in the more interesting the items became. Crystal balls, magic wands, strange vials, and ingredients claiming to be all kinds of things ranging from bore bristles to barnacle slime. Then there were the books. 'Improve your. You are here to slake Chernobogs desire for blood. You will be here for as long as it takes to bleed you dry. I will make sure that takes a very long time. The whores just nodded, the drug making it impossible for them to voice their own opinions. He walked around them slowly, planning out his sacrifice. He knew the drug would dull some pain, but he intended to cause such agony that even Devils Breath wouldnt keep it away. He used the blade to slice their clothing from them, tossing it into a.