Nani ko sula kar hum upar chale aaye.Mausi ne mujhse kaha ki aur batao kya haal hai tumhara. Saath hi saath wo bistar bhi lagati rahi. Apni gadari boo... ka darshan karakar jalim puchh rahi thi ki kya haal hai tumhara, app hi socho jara meri kya haalat ho rahi hogi phir bhi maine kaha thik hai mausi aap batao ki aapke kya haal hai aur kaisi ho aap. Mera bistar lagane ke baad apne kamre me aa gayee aur apna bistar lagane lagi. Bistar lagaane ke baad wo boli thik hai, akele ghar par rehte hue bor. For the next 2 years, I was put around the whole prison, a day in each cell. At the daily exercise time, I was led down into the yard with my wrists cuffed behind me and all the prisoners beat me up, I had all my teeth kicked out, my nose broken several times and all my ribs broken. I was never taken to hospital for my injuries, the guards just let me suffer until my wounds healed themselves. On many occasions, guards would take me at night to the torture room in the basement. They didn’t. But he just seemed to have vanished. He had been a guest on the chat site, so I hadn't really considered him a serious prospect. Although he had been kinda cute and it could have been fun if he'd shown up again.In the absence of Keith I was amusing myself browsing the various porn chat rooms I frequent when I'd come across Marie. She'd advertised herself as single looking for fun, but I could see this wasn't true. She was clearly married and bored! I wish girls on these sites would be honest,. I can be used from both sides…The catsuit I’m wearing has only 4 holes: two nostrils, one mouth tube and anus. My penis is inserted downwards into a tight sleeve glued to the crotch part inside the catsuit. Another rubber harness secures a 16″ long flexible silicon dildo reaching my descending colon.Because of the effective ear mufflers deeply inserted into my ears, I can’t hear that someone is ready to use me. The spots of light and shadows could be produced by clouds and I close my eyes to.