My face tilted to the ceiling in pleasure, the noose forcing my head to stay in that position. With my arms stretched to hold my weight, I felt like I...was being strangled and crucified at the same time, all while being raped in both holes. I’d never felt such joy before. Break me! Make me your slave!I could feel the orgasm ballooning inside of me, the pain mixing with the pleasure, the carnal mixing with the primal. My belly shadowed with lines of muscles as my hips rolled in their climactic. Mother Hubbard smiled at me, nodded and poured a drink. "Your usual Ipresume?" she said. I thanked her, took a sip, and sat back to look roundthe club. I immediately noticed that a different shift of girls was onduty. This time the name boards announced:Sin-Bad; a slim girl with short black hair cut severely just below her earline, she was wearing a beautiful ivory-coloured, 30's-style, eveningdress. It moulded itself to her hour-glass figure and it was clear thatshe had somehow forgotten to. She was vocal. I couldn’t make out any words as her thighs clenched around my ears and face. But I was satisfied and so was she. Shortly thereafter she begged me to stop, saying it was too sensitive. I complied. She rolled off me and off the mattress in mostly a flop and just shook a little now and then. I composed myself a bit and sat up, now able to breathe fresh air again. And still hard. She looked at me and thanked me. She also noted she was too tired for more but noted I hadn’t. He shown me the slip and asked me to show the house pertaing to that address. I known the address but to my knowledge that family was not at village .Same thing that I told him dully moving to the house in the address. He felt sad but he got some hope. When we reached the house, it was locked. He felt very much sad and he was thinking next what to do.I asked him where he want to go and he replied that he had to go back to vijayawada.I said to him better to go in the morning. He said that where.