Two Grayish Black studded dildo?spitch forked from the floor and were cruelly drilled deep within the orificesof the proud prisoner.. Katrina Mitchell...settled into her day the same as she hadthe previous one before it. It was noontime and the sun was on top of the world and blazing through the bars of hercramped little cell. The combination of greasiness of 3 days with out a showercombined with the force feeding and constant bondage was enough to break aweaker woman. Katrina was not a weak. .“Erm, yeah” I replied, feebly. Why was I talking like this? “I was looking for the milk?”“I bet you were!” I wasn’t expecting as a reply... “It’s over in the fridges, at the other end of the store!” he answered in the cockiest way possible. Now I just looked stupid. I walked off back the way I came, without even thanking him. I bet he was laughing to himself all the time...I just felt I needed to get out of there as quickly as possible before I found myself getting pointlessly embarrassed in. He immediately started pulling his cock from my throat until only his huge cock head remained in my mouth. Then he shoved his cock slowly in my mouth and back down my throat again. He was still gripping my head as he pulled his cock out of my throat allowing me to take a deep breath before shoving it down my throat again. He kept pumping his cock in and out of my throat faster and harder holding my head in between his huge hands. “I'm getting ready. OH fuck yes.” Ted moaned louder and. Will you help me? I guess I need moral support."The manager, as it turned out, knew Nadia fairly well and the piercer was a friend of Sandra Samuels. That and their knowing I was some kind of organizer got us to the head of the line. Cynthia picked out a pair of 12-gague 75 millimeter d-rings and held them in front of her nipples. "What do you think?" I think they're fine if that's what you want," I encouraged her. "Have you told Walt?" No, it's going to be a surprise for him. In fact, I.