My pussy naturally opened a little more to her fingers. “It feels good to touch it Uncle Roy. Really good to touch your… Pussy” she laughed. “...h, it feels so good to me too. Don’ t stop the way you’re doing it now” I told her between short breaths. All the touching of myself earlier and mental stimulation of touching her was combining with her touching me now, and it was building even higher and higher. I could feel myself getting closer and closer quickly. My hands moved up and down my thighs. I took a long bubble bath and shaved of what little body hair I had even my pubic hair. I painted my toe nail red and did my hair all nice, I slid on a pair of pink lace trimmed panties a pink bra then I put on a pink lacy garter- belt and silk stockings. I was still a little afraid of being see by my family so I covered my girly clothes with jeans and shirt. I went to a movie theater where perverts gay’s and dirty old men hung out, I sat watching a porn movie getting very excited. Soon an old. ..only to be faced with other cruel tools of torture.To the right stands a table with many bright, sharp, deadly looking knifes laying on its cold stone surface. Stepping closer, half afraid of what I might see and half thrilled at the horror of it, I closely examine the items on the table. My hands travel, touching each as I envision the way they would feel against my flesh. Touching a pair of silver nipple clamps, running my finger over the tiny quarter inch spikes that line their jaws I. I've also seen how you mistreat women so I'm considering this to be partial pay-back time." Just remember, whore, that one day I'll be fit again and you'll be out of favour with the boss - then we'll see who has the last laugh!"Pulling on the bandage that I was applying to his hand a little more than was strictly required and being rewarded with Haga flinching and swearing instinctively, I told him to watch his mouth and that I was no whore. "They all live down in the dormitory so don't get me.