I could not believe it when the torturer made us bring a very heavy rock slab and place it over the plank. It was difficult for two men to lift, one c...n only imagine what would feel like to hold it with a bloated stomach while hanging from the limbs. We placed it as delicately as we could. The Rebel's body took the added weight progressively. Her eyes began to bulge. She vomited water. Her limbs were stretched and she began to moan and gasp, unable to breathe, her bowels crushed and her joints. The rest of them already have owners, even if they are not here at present. Anything else, I can help you with?” I finished in a tight voice.She looked at me with venom. She glanced down at my waist, “I’m amazed to see you’re pregnant, the men here must be as hard up, as I’ve heard.”I looked at her in return, “Apparently not, as you’re still single, aren’t you?” I turned and strode away before I hit her. I told my people not to help her with her bags when Snorre offered. I also warned Frank to. Or, not even their mother. More like a sex counselor.’ ‘What do you mean?’ Angie fell back in her seat, cradling the beer bottle against her chest. She had opened her jacket, since the heat was running in the van, revealing a baby blue blouse underneath. I noticed that her breasts had gained a cup size. They were no longer the perky little buds on her chest that I remembered. ‘Last year, one of my freshman girls came up to me after class. Asked me what a blow job was. Turns out her boyfriend. When he recovered from his climax, they sipped from their drinks again--he lovingly nipped at her nipples. The bartender was smiling at them with approval.Chris decided to stay coupled with his lover this time and carried his woman still impaled on his staff, into the dining room and sat at a table with a nicely upholstered chair that had no arms, so that the woman's legs could dangle as she straddled him. He ordered finger food that he could feed her as she nestled against his chest. For.