Jason moved closer to her and took her hand. She started, but didn't pull away. Jason moved his head close and whispered something to her. She giggled... Very nice, Jason, I thought.Aaron's hands were now under Haley's shirt and were massaging her huge mams. Oh crap, I forgot to describe Haley! She's brown haired, kinda short and curvy, almost Rubenesque; the kind of woman who's probably going to be fat when she's in her middle age, but at this age had the bazoombas to get the guys'. “Your beauty, is far from withering”, says the guard touching gently her vagina.“Your neck…I wanna slice it”“Moschke, you will slice, but someone’ else neck”.“I know, but I’d rather yours”The guard kneel and insert her hand inside her, widen it. Moschke clenches her lips and breathes heavily."All my hand fits inside you, don't hold back, Moschke, you can moan."Another guard comes down the stair very upset.“Katrina, Samara was found dead in one of the cells!”“What?!”“Why did you stop, Katrina, I. The next day was difficult for Tara, not just because her breasts still hurt from the shock bra, the tit-whipping, and the menthol gel, but because it was all over town that Tara had tried to smuggle in unlicensed bras.The other wives were especially hard on her, since they had been putting up with the Titshurt punishment-bras much longer than Tara. They took her ill-planned little prank as an indication that she thought she was above the sort of boob-abuse which was the Titshurt norm, and. Icould sense Kara beside me do the same, still competing with me to bebought. She was my friend, but neither of us wished to be the unsoldgirl on Rashid's coffle tonight.?Have you any comprehension of what it will mean to be in my collar,Emma?? asked the man as he gazed down at me. ?You will be a full slavein every respect. I will never free you. You will serve me each night inthe furs and if you are not fully pleasing, I will whip you.??I understand, Master.? I couldn't look at him as I said.