You have to flee. He’ll grab you, too... “Please, Yoshiko, speak to me,” Lori begged, tears falling down her cheeks.“That deep voice sounds li...e the tentacle monster. I think Miyu called it Yokubo-no-Tako.”“Tentacle monster?” Lori asked. ... Is this Lori?... the ethereal voice answered. ... Can you hear me through this strange device?... Lori swallowed. Tentacle monster? Fuck, can this day get any more messed up? “Um, yes. Who is this?” ... I’m Sayuri. Yoshiko-chan spoke highly of you. She. I didn't date "A" woman, but did very well with "B" women and "C" women (who were maybe a little chunky) loved me. As long as I surrounded myself with appropriate women, I was kind of a stud.That all changed when I met Wendy.Wendy was a co-worker of mine, and she was a big girl. Not fat, she was actually as tall as me. Not super cute, but she had a devilish, wry smile that I found very appealing. I decided to let her have some attention from me; she was a classic "C" and I was above her as. She started to stretch out on her back but Rob stopped her.“Don’t get comfortable, cunt. Get up on your hands and knees. I’m going to fuck you doggy style like the bitch you are.”Lynne didn’t object to his crude insults. She’s broken already. Submissively she turned over and got up on her hands and knees.As soon as she was in position, Rob grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. He slapped her ass a couple of times and then he bent down and bit it, causing her to jump and squeal. She had chained and hobbled me in a fashion so I was unable to gain my feet. My world became the punishment room and here Ingrid ruled.She used a short rubber-covered billy club to beat me. She knew exactly were to strike on my thick muscles, not leaving massive bruises, but causing intense agony. My thighs, calves and arms felt bruised to the bone. I wondered if I would ever stand again.I was slowly filled with a conviction that she could read my thoughts. In my pain and growing exhaustion it.