She needs his cock deep inside her, I watch as he knots in her mouth making removal by force impossible now.I am so nervous that I am shaking hard, I ...ave real care and concern for my slave.I make sure she can breath still you’d think I was the one with a dog cock knotted down my throat!After what seemed like forever of my slave moving her head slightly her dog erupts 4 or 5 spurts directly into her stomach.Having my slave knotted to him really makes his dog cock leak and leak lots of. One who could endure the pleasures he would provide.She saw him pool side. she felt angst toward him for taking to long to be noticed,he would give her a passing glance for consideration on occasion,more importantly he was her type tall strong ,and alone. While he slept she stood over him while he slept in his bed with the warm ocean breeze sweeping over his body.She had found hunted,stalked,and now she would conquer him.She pressed the point of the knife to the back of his neck he woke as if. He’s never lost a match because of this ‘pretzel’ hold he has. Whatever you do, do not let him get you in that hold! If he does, you’re finished.”Ole nodded in acknowledgment.As the match started, Ole and the Russian circled each other several times, looking for an opening. All of a sudden, the Russian lunged forward, grabbing Ole and wrapping him up in the dreaded pretzel hold. A sigh of disappointment arose from the crowd and the coach buried his face in his hands, for he knew all was lost. “A lot like the last one,” said Nikki approaching them as they made their way around a large spruce tree to the dead pine where the body was tied, naked and impaled on a tree limb. David Slayton stood examining the young womanʼs mouth.“This is even worse than the other one,” he opined.“Sheʼs been tortured. Looks like cattle prod burns,” he said motioning to the telltale small round burn marks.“Cuts, bruises and slashes all over. Whoever did this was really enjoying himself. Iʼll have to wait.