It was an incestuous rock 'n' roll duet. It couldn't be scripted. Even Tina couldn't put marks on a music sheet to describe it. It was as natural as b...eathing to brother and sister, born in a place that many have simply never been. The harmony was so natural as to be surreal.It was rock 'n' roll at a whole new level as Dewayne's constant screaming guitar pulled the perfect, distorted notes from the very ether at thirty-second-note intervals. The primal beat commanded everyone to dance, with. I heard him make a phone call and a little later a man arrived to remove the plaster. He grinned when he saw me tied up on the floor. "That's going to be a masterpiece," he said to Ramon. "I'd love to take a cast of her entire body." Maybe another time," Ramon answered. "For now, I just want a sculpture of her cunt."The man removed the hardened plaster very slowly, taking great care not to break the mould. Some of my pubic hair had got trapped in the plaster and I winced as he pulled it out. This was very clearly a sales pitch as she began shaking her ass to the rap music that was scoring the encounter. She asked if that’s what I wanted. The private experience.She got down on her knees and started stroking the outline of my cock through my pants with her fingertips again. But this time she was licking it, and kissing it too. All I could do was laugh, I didn’t know how to respond. I wanted to take my dick out right there and just see what she did, but I didn’t want to get thrown. Xena did so... and found her buttocks and thighs being covered with cold healing liquid. For a few moments it was joy. Then the pain in her lacerated flesh seemed to double. She knew, in time, that the healing liquid would do its work but, for the moment, her torments seemed to double. “Lie face up, slave.” Weeping, Xena turned over. Her tenderlysore breasts were covered with the liquid. Xena screamed more intensely. The pain was unbelievable. “This one’s got good tits,” said one of the.