She admired her slim figure in the mirror, her small but firm breasts, hidden slightly behind her long brunette hair, her firm shapely ass probably he... best asset. Her imagination ran wild as she wondered how she would look on a stage in a town square, surrounded by jeering peasants and manhandled against her will to step up to the deadly machine. She sat down on the hard wood of the guillotine, the feeling of the cold solid wood only exiting her more. Abandoning any doubt left in her mind she. Squirming around on the arena floor, Kelly cups her most private area, barely protected by the fabric of her bikini now stinging with the feeling of Layla's boot sole.Layla can't help but laugh watching Kelly grunt in pain, her face a mask of pure agony as Layla stomps down hard on her pussy once again. She kicks Kelly over to her back one more time stomping that thick leather boot down across Kelly's crotch hopefully crushing the blonde's young sweet pussy. Layla has seen Kelly's pussy far too. "Undo the top two or three buttons," I commanded.I watched as her fingers popped the top two buttons."One more, " I said."No, please, Dear." she begged, "it'll show too much and these are people we see all the time." Do it," I demanded.That was better, the last button done up was below her bust line. She slipped her leather coat on and we walked the few hundred yards to our friend's house.Getting near midnight and lots of drinks later, I was dancing with our hostess, Katie, whom I know since. His finger found my holeand slowly massaged it, making little circles around it. He tried to get it in but found some resistance.Hmmmm, he said, a virgin, are you? I just nodded my head and moaned.He reached down and one moment later I felt something cold and moist on my hole, and his fingerinserted me rather easily. I let out a deep sigh as Frank started to finger-fuck my virgin asshole.After a while he added another finger and soon a third I was shaking on my legs, pushing my assbackwards in.