"How many guys have you been with?"Five slaps. She sobbed a little through the panty."And you only sucked off two of them?"Right nipple again. She moa...ed unhappily."Anal?"Left nipple. She hated the idea of anal sex."Been with a girl?"Left nipple. She'd kissed a girl once but that didn't count."At what age did you lose your virginity?"Oh no. Her breasts already hurt. She grimaced."Answer me."Sixteen slaps. After the first five each one burned like fire and she teared up."Sixteen, huh? Good work.. He ordered her to control her feelings otherwise he would punish her heavily. He pinched hard into her sluttish flat tit meat and slapped that useless tits hard. So hard that the clamps fell off her nipples. As the blood run into them again she moaned in agony. Her legs shivered. Instead of replacing them he took a candle and waxed her nipples and tits. That cumslut loved it and enjoyed the sweet pain. I was a bit relaxed as I could join the first hour and found him doing traditional bdsm. Besides, it's supposed to have magic in it--the power to grant threewishes, though one of the wishes is already used up."Marty shook his head. "What are you talking about mother? There is nosuch thing as magic! And even if there was, why would someone get rid ofthe statue when it still had two wishes left?" The old man in the shop said the guy who owned it died." Died? That doesn't sound too lucky to me."Stephanie smiled. "Supposedly he used it to wish for one hundredgorgeous women to serve his. After I showed Melissa out, I made my way tothe kitchen, to make myself a much needed cup of coffee. I sat at thekitchen table and lit a cigarette. I always found my cravings for acigarette increased dramatically when I drank coffee. As I sat there ina world of my own, I heard my phone bleep in my handbag. I flipped thescreen up and seen the message was from Matthew. My tummy did a littleflip of excitement as I fumbled with the tiny buttons of my phone. In myold life I had the latest iPhone,.