After appreciating that she was just as aroused as I was I slid back into her then laid on top of her and started working back and forth into her puss.... I was in heaven listening to her wet juices talking to me while I pushed everything I had into her and worked my way nearly all the way out before thrusting my way back inside her slowly and methodically. Slowly my pace got quicker and my thrusts got harder while she started breathing heavily and she gripped her hands tighter on my back. Pretty. Her back was crisscrossed with red welts. Her arms were tight over her head. Her toes barely touched the ground. The Mistress was lounging on a couch, smiling still. The guards brought Abigail to a waist high wooden bar and bent her over. Her legs were pulled wide apart and new ankle cuffs, leather ones, held them there. One of the girls buckled a black leather collar around her throat, and attached a leash which she fastened to a ring on the floor, holding Abby in this forward. He moved up and licked her smooth and fair armpits. She giggled a little ‘sssssss”ssshhh’ ‘aaaah’ and tried to remove his head from there. But nothing worked and he kept licking her left armpit with loud noises. Her armpits were hairless. When she could not take it anymore and tried to cover her armpit, he immediately moved his mouth to right armpit and licked it like a mad dog. It excited her very much but she kept moving her body here and there and her legs moved up and down. Karan caught. I grabbed her and held a gun to her head. ‘I’ll kill her if you don’t give me your shotgun,’ I shouted. ‘Oh, that’s okay. Go ahead and kill her. I’ll be done shooting up in just a minute and then I can get to you,’ Kurt mumbled, still pumping heroin into his arm. ‘No. Take a good look at her,’ I said. Kurt looked up, glassy-eyed. ‘Golly gee whiz,’ he said, ‘Look at the tits on that one. I’ll have to… uh… rescue her,’ he said, dropping his syringe and pulling out a knife, which he prepared to.