He pulls back slightly and pushes in harder, he gets a little farther but the sting and burn of the forced penetration causes me to pull my breathe in...sharply. He starts moving deeper and I feel a sharper pain and I can feel that skin just split and he started moving easier, the blood seeping from the tear making it slicker. With the smoother glide of his rigid dick into my fuck hole he moves his mouth back down to suck and bite on my nipples and surrounding area of my tits. I strain against. Malleable to an almost infinite degree. Of course, that was most enjoyable... but... but... That was why Quentin had been so pleased by Madame Vesta’s news and subsequent proposition. The thought of having two absolutely untrained girls at Cragness was like hot wine in his veins. Quentin recalled their photographs. A couple of ripe beauties. And only 16 and 17. Great days lay ahead! Quentin regarded the two silently kneeling figures with something like fondness. What an infinite variety of. That's no different to any other night."With a very cheeky grin, she replied, "Yeah, that's true but anyway, Craig clearly wasn't interested in me. I've got a feeling he's only here because of you and he's dragged his mate Tim along as..." As his wingman?" Yeah, that," she replied with a chuckle."So, what did he ask?" He already knew your name. His first question was, making sure you were coming tonight and then were you seeing anyone, did you have a boyfriend. Then he asked if you lived. .. but it's going to get a little worse before it gets better."She smiled at Laura, releasing the twine cords now, letting them dangle from Laura's tortured nipples. Now she began to tighten the wing nuts again, slowly closing the parallel bar vise on Laura's purplish, throttled, incredibly hard and swollen breasts. It was altogether the worst breast torture Laura had ever suffered at Karen's hands, and it wasn't over yet. As soon as the bars were embedded enough in the flesh of Laura's.