Unconsciously, she picked up the martini pitcher, poured the remainder into her empty glass, and drained it in one gulp. The burning sensation in her ...hroat seemed to suddenly bring her to her senses."Damn!" she exclaimed aloud, then set the glass down and walked uncertainly toward the kitchen. She was hungry and opened the refrigerator, searching, but nothing looked appetizing. Confused and upset, she decided the best thing to do was to go to bed.She walked down the short hallway that led to. The sight of his nakedness, the belt in his hand, and the scar that covered half his face made the small girl scream in terror. She began struggling in the ropes again, screaming over and over. He looked to be out of a horror movie. The left side of his face appeared melted. His left eye socket was also empty. The burnt flesh ended at the top of his mouth, allowing him to grin wolfishly, showing teeth. His face hinted at an age of 40 or older. As her eyes fell from his face to the belt, she. Right. The bedroom." I cleared my throat. "Bathroom too. Uh, no tub I'm afraid, just a shower, but..." Let's take a look," she suggested playfully. "I hope it's a big bed." Yeah." I thought I had enough memories by then, but Stacy was already moving and I followed her like a lost puppy."Ohhh ... This is a nice bed." She sat on it and the bed wasn't large, just a twin mattress, but already made-up and comfortable enough."The bathroom is..." I gestured towards an open door."Hmmm..." Stacy sighed,. Using my other hand Igrasp the shaft of the rod a few inches back from the tip, pull the tipaway from her clit and then release it suddenly. The tip snaps down withconsiderable force, accurately impacting her exposed clitoris. It takesalmost a second before the blow to the nerve rich flesh elicits a fullthroated scream from the petite blond. I wait until the scream hasfinished and she begins to gasp in a breath before repeating theprocess. I try to time the blows so that she has enough air in.