“Please,” I begged loudly, pushing my pussy down toward his cock, feeling it slip between the soaking wet folds of my pussy, the head hitting the ...ntrance of my sweetest offering that I had. “Please!” --------- I felt as if I had been hit in the gut as my alarm clock pulled me back into reality. My arms reached out trying to find Kevin, but he was gone. He had become nothing more than a dream and I whimpered. I needed him back, I needed him in me, even if only in a dream. I closed my eyes,. Girls for a private harem were being branded in there. It wasn’t yet fashionable to brand all the slaves. Then I had my ankles rudely split & spread wide locked in a spreader bar & felt instant agony As a white hot ring was punched into & clamped through my clitoris. Instantly cauterising the hole a bell & disk were attached, then my nipples were done with bells too. I was pushed back to the wall sobbing mutely to wait a while.The handler put my ankles back together & releashed me I was. He mentions that he would do massages to woman, and they would insist he would massage them. He commented that he was sure that some would have an orgasm. Before I could respond, say stop, or comment he moved on to my feet. If I had to admit to me, the nipple massage was great. That evening after the wife went to bed, I massaged my nipples as I jacked my cock watching porn. I was not looking forward to some nipple play.The next day I arrived and got ready for my massage. Today Carl was wearing. He would find that out soon enough! Her sister- in-law was finally getting a little taste of life, instead of just going around like some giant Barbie doll with a mound of flesh- colored plaster where her cunt ought to be! She was feeling so good that she began to sing in the kitchen, and shortly the wonderful aroma of the lasagna and fresh broccoli filled the kitchen. She made a dressing for the salad, and then dashed upstairs to change. She glanced into the living room on her way up and noted.