He was currently telling another story about another lord long dead."And that's when the fool said: please spare my son, lord, for he has done nothing... I mean, we didn't even know he had one! I swear, that boy's screams kept a smile on my face for weeks." Gnarl's stories tended to follow very similar formats, and usually involved savage beatings. They tended to wear on you after around the twentieth one. I hadn't had much of a chance to talk since I had been woken, but at this point I was. His fingers entered her, like an octopus slipping into its den. She began to pant, nauseous from the sensation of being penetrated, of feeling his flesh inside her body. He probed her interior, massaging her insides just as he had done to her breasts. The gentleness made her nerves crackle, like cold water poured on a burn. He explored every spot, searching for areas he had missed so that he might colonize them with his touch. His fingerprints on her insides were like flags planted atop. If you do, I will have to kill you. Goodbye, for now, sweetheart. He left, locking the basement door behind him, and I knew I was screwed. Whatever he had in store for me wasnt going to be pleasant, and would possibly kill me, but, I realized that I would have to do what he said. There was no escape. *** I didnt sleep at all that night, and bright and early the next morning, he was back. This time, he had a large bag with him, and he grinned when he saw me. Well, well, well, youre still here.. I reached inside of her bra and pulled one enormous tit up and over the top of her bra cup. She made a small noise of protest, but it was really nothing as I pulled her other tit over the top of the bra. It made her breasts jut out, squeezed tight over the top of the bra. Her nipples hardened from the release of their imprisonment. I hefted each one, commenting on the massive weight and inviting Tom to weigh for himself. He leaned against her, and lifted one of her massive mammaries in his.