Lauren jumped and started bawling again, her nerves stretched tight and thin, the feeling of helplessness too much to bear. I flicked the lighter once...more and this time it lit. I moved the lighter to her clit and held it there, scorching the most sensitive part of any woman. She bucked, screamed, and pulled on her restraints until her wrists and ankles were bloody until the moment her eyes rolled back into her head and she lost conciousness. I calmly removed the lighter from her pussy and put. The only good thing was we were on a remote road with no one else close by. After several minutes and 3 or 4 orgasms she finally removed her vibrator. She suddenly leaned over and started sucking my cock. She took it all in and as always sucked very hard as she slowly raised her head off my cock. She did this for a few minutes when I was almost ready to cum and told her to stop for a few minutes until I regained control of my cum. She raised up and shoved her purple all the way up her soaked. The Master helped his victim mount the thing, she knew now what to expect and the pain it inflicted, a leg either side a foot on either end of the rod, like stirrups. He had her ease her body from the top edge and he opened her sex like a butterfly either side of the hard-unflinching backbone. On his command she was allowed to sit back as the rod was removed her whole weight now resting on her slot of life and her soft anus. Her heels tight to either side keeping most of her weight from that. As I moved through row after row of dresses, I noticed they seemed to begetting bigger. I found it difficult to not stop and admire the dresses,especially when I came across one which I knew, somehow, was mine. Itwas a summery pink eyelet dress with lacy white trim on the hem andshort, poofy sleves, a white peter pan collar and a white satin sashthat was tied in a huge bow in the back. Before I knew it I had gotten out of my grown up clothes (which somehowhad gotten very loose and baggy) and.