Ryan cuts the strappado rope but leaves her arms tied behind her back. He also secures her elbows behind her back. Alyssa tries to talk behind her gag...but the two captors are being very methodical. Betsy unties Alyssa's legs at the ankle but her knees remain bound. Ryan is binding her breasts in more stringent shape. Ropes were wound below and then above them and then down between them again and tied off at the elbows. A crotch rope was once again tied in her and Alyssa is so sore that she. Our day continues without further awkwardness. Actually, the conversation picks up and flows effortlessly the rest of the afternoon. I don't recall feeling this at ease with another person in a long time. I realize meaningful conversations were a necessary element missing from my other relationships. ~~~I continue to return to my sacred spot on the grasslands every day the next week, and Amber joins me each day. Her sweet personality draws me in and I find myself thinking about her at night,. One of the men stood up and walked behind him. The boy began to tremble as he braced for what was coming. "Relax" said one of the others "Its probably the only way that sweet ass will survive" the others laughed as he finished. Then he felt the man's finger on his ass ring as the spit into, mercifully lubign his hole for the fucking that was about to take place. "Fuck him!" staretd to bark the others and with that the young studd felt the force of hard cock begin to penetrate him. He trembled. "Great!" He replied, and turned to face her. He was holding his incredibly thick appendage in his left hand, almost as an offering to her. Rosa's eyes bulged from her head. He was thicker than Dutch! He was at least five or six inches longer than Dutch! She immediately concluded that he could never fit it all into her and that if he tried he would rip her to pieces."Um," she began and stopped, staring at his gigantic prick. Rosa was not alone in this, for all eyes were on him and her at this.