With each revolution of the screws the sharp pressure increased on her breasts. Manuela squealed like a pig as the steel thorns perforated her skin an... ever into her breasts continued to dig. "Yes, it's fun, and it pleases you, doesn't it? With udders such as yours this is indeed marvelous." The Executioner taunted and humiliated her with his words too. Ever more deeply the thorns and the metal rings dug themselves into her breasts' meat, squeezing it ever more closely together. Swollen lesions. I've had lustful thoughts about her for a few years now.Her look of innocence right now melted me. I felt a pang of fear. Where is this going?"Let's go in the house," I suggested.She wrapped her arm around my waist. "Ok!" she replied.We went into the house and the T.V. was on, with one of my porno flicks playing!"Hey! Where did you find that?" Where you keep them." She giggled.We sat down on the couch in front of the T.V. and watched for a little while, not saying a word.My little honeypot. I shook my head. "What is it, Daddy?" I asked obsequiously. "That a pimpstick," he said. He reached under the mattress stack, and pulled out a bunch of rags. He shook them loose and I could see that it was a bunch of rags tied together to form a crude rope. He pointed to a foot stool. "Get up on that," he said. I obeyed him. He tied one end of the rope around my left wrist.. "Raise your arms," he said. I was crying and shaking in fear. He threw the loose end of the rope over the water pipes. "Hello, I assume you are Aunt Katrina" Jack said with a smile.The lady nodded "And you are my first customer today, so can I help you with anything."Jack shook his head, "nah, I'm just looking."The old lady had finally walked up to him and stared up at him with her big eyes. "I was actually about to close, so I would rather help you find something." I thought I was your first customer today?" asked Jack.She nodded "Slow day, so I was going to close up and go home." Okay then" said Jack and was.