My feet being pulled if I lifted my head.The pain was unbearable within half a minute! My head was being pulled off my body! My mouth being cut open. ...rool ran down my throat! Hanna would then tie my arms from wrist to shoulders, each night the rope got higher and higher! Slowly my shouolders begain to meet. Even with the rope gag I knew she heard my screams and begging. All she ever did was smile her pure evil smile. After my arms were wrapped in hell, Hanna would push then under me. Not under. His lips slurped loudly as phlegm and pre-cum began to build up in his packed mouth.“I saw how excited the flower whore was too! She was beaming when she saw you in a dress. I bet they're still trying to clean up the wet spot she left in the seats. You know what that means, right? You would've been a cock whore eventually, either way. That girl wanted to bend you over and fuck your twink ass with the biggest strapon she could find in Wall Market! But sadly, that will never be, because you're. "How's the girl," Minerva asked with a smile."She'll do," Charlie said. "Skinny little thing. Needs more meat on her bones. But she tries. She'll do."The young woman came down, raking at her long hair, chin proudly raised, and walked past us to the kitchen, doing up her laces. She was a raw-boned farm girl, but showed some lanky grace in her stride. Charlie smacked her bottom as she passed, and she yelped good naturedly and skipped a step or two. She had the right attitude, obviously."All right. Hewas savage, animalistic, and I was utterly helpless beneath him.Finally, I could tell he was ready to let go, and once again, he caughtme by surprise, pulling out of me with one smooth movement, scooting up,and spraying me with come, my face, my chest. I didn't think, after theblowjob I'd given him earlier, that he would have had it in him, but hecovered me in the stuff, then rolled off of me and lay next to me,gasping for breath."Jesus?" he sighed. "Jesus?"Jim didn't give me much time to.