Rubbing her clit wasn’t helping her cunt to relax at all so she placed both of her hands on his chest and took the pounding. Her body was on fire an... so was her cunt. The pain was making her head thump as she desperately tried to relax. Harder and harder he fucked her tight cunt as he watched her taking it. He knew it must be hurting her but he didn’t care. She demanded to be fucked like this and he wasn’t going to stop. He continued thrusting into her as he watched her face screwing up in. "I'll be happy to thank you any way I can," she cooed, "and my Mommy and my fiancée are here, too, if I need reinforcements." Well," the doctor unlocked the chastity belt and slipped it from around Kathy's slender, inviting waist. "I thought you might want to join some friends of mine for a few rounds of miniature golf." Hey, wait a minute," Kathy protested. "I got locked in that thing because a bunch of guys used me for a pool table, now you want me to be a putting green?" She winced as. " "Okay." "Earlier tonight, I told you that since this started three months ago, I've let nine men fuck me and I've given blow jobs to another twelve men." "Yes." "I quickly learned that you're a good lover. No, you're a very good lover." "Jeanne, please don't coddle me. I want to hear the truth." "Michael, I am telling you the truth. You're a gentle and considerate sex partner. Several of the men I've been with weren't. While they were fucking me, it was abundantly clear that all they cared. Pulling her battered body off the floor, she moved silently to her small wardrobe and pulled open the door, choosing yet another flimsy creation that she abhorred. When she’d asked for sturdy fabrics from the seamstress, she was laughed at and told that the women at court dressed much differently from those that were still in the outlands. Pulling it over her battered skin, she had to fight back tears, every inch of her wanting to scream until she was hoarse and then go absolutely insane. It.