Naked. Wrist and ankle cuffsbuckled securely. Her legs spread uncomfortably wide, locked to a three footspreader bar. Her arms hoisted high over her h...ad, held fast by a steel cableon an electric winch, pulling her into a tenuous position up on the balls ofher feet. The cold concrete floor useless in relieving the building pressure inher shoulders. A symmetrical pattern of sixteen thick needles piercing herright breast. The outside of her left breast the current object of Myattention. The slap. She clasped her teeth lightly behind the knob and her tongue started working on the head. She looped her tongue around the spongy tip, then finally pressed the tip of her tongue against the slit of my cock.She dropped her hand from my balls and cock and started fucking my cock with her mouth. She seemed to like feeling the head against the back of her throat. She grasped my cock again around the base and moved the head over the back of her throat. She hummed like she had when she 'nursed' me.. She made me think, THAT COULD BE ME.As low and as stripped of life as I was, she made me smile, she made me wonder, she made me feel sexual again (I didn't think that would ever be possible). Thank You G, I love you.The other was an older man from across the pond, who had related a similar story to mine that was experienced by his sister. He wanted so to comfort me, but was so afraid of sounding like he was coming on to me. He just wanted me to know that my pain was shared by others and that,. Did you sleep well?"As if all we ever did was sleep! I heard the gurgling of water from the bathroom and that of course made me attend to my own ablutions afterwards. As soon as I finished, I washed my hands and face and between my legs."Yes," she smiled. "It's good to be clean. But we have something better. Come, let us have a bath together and then we must get dressed for breakfast."She got into the bathtub and beckoned to me. The water was heavenly: hot, but not scalding; scented richly by.