.. to ask him to touch her this way, but the urge to be clean was so strong in her that she had to. She had seen the way he looked at her ... apprecia...ed her as a woman, and she wanted to feel like a woman, and not just a female, who could be taken like some prize won in a game. His touch was filled with something positive, even though she knew he had lust in him. But his lust was fresh and innocent, not a poison, like the lust that had been in the man who created him. She wanted to be. He comes for her at last, the fifth man, the one with...oh, dearGod...with the snuff flogger, the one made of stiff, razors-sharpwire. He brushes it gently against her ruined breasts, and sheexperiences what would have been an orgasm, if this were aboutpleasure.The flogger goes up and comes down, nine strands of wire slicing herbreasts like a loaf of bread. The cuts are deep and red; he'sbutchering her. The wires slash her other tit, opening it, revealingits essence. He cuts her belly. He cuts. She holds her cock there for several seconds and I am amazed by my control. The throat spray has numbed my gag reflex, and I relax and nudge her ass gently. I feel your mouth on my cock, and am grateful for the attention. You lick and suck me gently, as Jill's massive tool begins to enter my throat. Slowly and steadily, I take her deeper. My eyes begin to water, and I give Jill a slight slap on her ass. She immediately withdraws, and I catch my breath and pant, "How much did I take?" About. ..' He laughed as he turned and said '...I'll leave them at the fountain...' He passed a guy walking down the paths and called out '...there's a tight ass sissy in the bush there waiting for some dick...' Shocked I watched as the guy looked into the bush and saw me standing there naked from the waist down with congealed semen dripping from my anus, I thought about running but decided against it, since I had no pants. The guy was tall and thin with dark wavy hair and a ruddy complexion, pock.