He watched Tommy catch another fish before he left.In the days that followed that good feeling persisted for a while and then it turned into one where...he was mentally kicking himself in the ass for not doing something so that he could get know Beth better. He didn’t know if he would ever see her again and that would be a major disappointment if he didn’t.The following Tuesday in going to work Ray took a chance and went by Horsehair Pond not to fish but to see if Beth was there. Turning into the. ?She kept her eyes on the floor as she spread her legs far apart. ?She reached down and pulled her labia apart. ?I looked closely. ?At the place where her clit should be there was only a tiny pink scar. ?It had been completely cut off. ?The room started spinning a little as I looked up at my potential Master with confusion.?"She has no clit. ?She will never have an orgasm again. ?I've taken that from her. ?Well, actually, she gave it to me when she agreed to let me own her. ?I cut it off so she. 'Your husband', he queries, as his hand goes between the thin bars and touches my pussy, his fingers prying between the soft moistened labia and exposed clitoris, its protective sheath peeled back with my own dalliances at the table.I gasp as presses on the exposed sensitive bead, and my thighs part to allow access to my cunt, and I feel myself involuntarily arc inwards, as his fingers slide inside my pussy.My own hands grip the iron railings, as he starts to brutally thrust in an out of me,. His tongue plunged into her mouth, demanding, stirring the fire inside her. His fingers slipped under her t-shirt and trailed over her ribs. Tess cried out when his hand closed over her breast, massaging her flesh while he continued working on her mouth. Her nipple, already hardened from the cold, ached for his touch. Max stroked his thumb back and forth over the tightened bud, rolling it between his fingers.Tess pulled her mouth from his and let out a heavy breath. She tipped her head back,.