Her face was barely inches from mine and we were just looking at each other. I knew at that moment that I was Janani’s forever, and that I loved her... and the pain she could inflict. She kept looking at me and holding me up, while she undid the rope around my ankle, relieving Anjan of at least the pain on his balls. Anjan was whimpering by the time the rope swooshed off my ankles and down onto him. But Janani and I were oblivious to everything except each other’s faces, and the pain in my balls. He wondered if this was a little girl struggling tocontrol her bladder or a woman on the brink of orgasm.She crouched down over him, breathing loudly in hisear. "I'm going to lose it, I'm going to lose it. I'mcan't hang on." She seemed to be crying and laughingby turns. "I can't hang on, I'm so full and it feelsso incredibly sexy. I daren't move and I can't keepstill." All this was said while she trembled andwriggled on top of him.He was desperately aroused by her words and hermovements, he. Stu was a tall white guy with broad shoulders cropped brown hair and dark brown eyes. "definitely worth a go" I said in my head.We had been chatting for a while when Stu excused himself to go to the toilet. I was so excited I decided I couldn’t wait any longer. I too went into the gents shortly after Stu.Luckily he was the only one in there and I dragged him into a cubicle slamming the door shut behind me. He seemed shocked as I pushed him up against the wall and started french kissing him. He applied the tip first to the woman’s inner thigh, then to her badly mutilated gender, before plunging it deep into her vagina. Her fingers straightened and her head fell back in indescribable pain as the hooded figure worked the hot metal rod in and out of her pussy, cauterizing both the exterior and interior of her womanhood. Abruptly she collapsed and her head fell forward. The hooded figure slowly withdrew the steaming hot metal phallus from her cunt and departed. The camera stoically.