All of it had filtered through my mind like a screening of mankind's greatest horror stories or cheesy horror movies.I should have known better. We we...en't dealing with a man. And women have long been known as the creators of the worst atrocities.With revulsion choking me, we walked into a room Elizabeth Bathory, the Blood Countess, would have felt at home in.The once-white tiles of the floor, walls and ceiling were encrusted with untold amounts of blood and gore that the water hose in one. " Uhm… I did say that, yes." And you have changed your mind?" I don't know exactly. But the pain doesn't seem too bad, and it seems to enhance the pleasure I am feeling." I may turn you into a little pain slut then."Susan continued sliding the shaft in and out as she used the paddle on Bonnie's ass and thighs. When she swung a little harder, she increased the pace of her strokes. Periodically, she stopped the paddling and rubbed the affected spots gently. When it seemed like Bonnie was getting. Lisa opened her eyes looking at Danny as she started to cum on Greg’s fingers.Greg kissed down Lisa’s body slowly working his way to her pussy. Slowly he ran his tongue from the bottom of Lisa’s pussy up to her clit, which he circled twice before running his tongue down again. As Lisa moaned Greg changed tact. He focussed on her clit rapidly flicking his tongue tip across it. His eyes locking with Lisa’s, watching for small hints to say she was getting close. Greg ran his middle fingertip along. Billy took a deep breath as the screen went dark, and turned his head to look at Julie.The teen smiled weakly at the boy. Her pretty face was blushing, her whole body felt hot and constricted by her embarrassment at the subject of the film, the bondage and screwing of a young girl like herself!“Good flick,” Billy said.“I guess so,” Julie told him, shrugging a little.The seventeen-year-old boy reached out casually and began rubbing the back of his hand over Julie’s breasts, feeling the silken.