Pulled into his strong embrace, she sighed, kissed his chest just near his left nipple, and let his arms support her as he guided her onto the king si...e bed in the room. She was so wet from the recent orgasm that her own body fluids were running down of her legs inside, her pussy hair was totally matted down, and she could feel that even her butt cheeks were fully soaked. This was almost typical for the encounter; this time she seemed to just be more responsive, more orgasmic than other times. Abandoning my doll persona, I grabbed the sheets beneath my hands and balled them up in my small fists. My breathing was faster as my chest and stomach would rise and fall. He slid his hand up my thigh, stomach, and to my breast as he reached and squeezed it, then gripping my nipple and rolling it between his fingers. With a slight tug, he pulled slightly, dropped it, and then gave it a playful little smack. He reached for the other one to repeat the process. I could feel my legs start shaking. ?It's called a rivetgun?, he held up a rivet, ?we use it to attach these hollow rivets to thinpieces if metal. You said we could do anything we wanted to you, so we did!?,he held a mirror between her legs and Jane stared into it at her pussy. Embeddedin her pussy lips she could see metal rings, with a half centimetre hole throughthe middle of them, her new labia piercings made permanent by the shiny metalrivets. Her head fell back to the table and she stared at the ceiling, what had sheallowed. Then my kaka (uncle) walked into the room. Still without a shirt on with his big pet sticking out over his pants and a belt holding his pants up. He saw me and I started tearing in my eyes. He said to me ‘ so randi, tu uthi gai (so slut you woke up). Now I will show you my real maal. ‘I started shivering and it was impossible to talk through the sock in my mouth. He continued to talk, ‘ eh besharam chokri, you rememer what I taught you to call me?’ I nodded my head in shame. Then he said, ‘ I.