My car looks like a piece of shit, so not even those who have cars held together with duct tape and rivets will park near me. They don’t have a clue...that the person who gave it to me used the dented, rusting metal to hide the reinforced titanium alloy body, frame, and panels inside the doors. The engine doesn’t even run unless the batteries are below a quarter percent charge, then it powers the electric motors directly while quick-charging the battery pack. They hid it all inside the factory. That was one of the things the thirty-five year old liked about the bar, it didn't pretend to be anything other than what it was. A place to have a few drinks and forget about the world for a while. Moving down to the end of the long bar, she finally spotted Amanda sitting in one of the empty booths in back. Returning a wave from the bartender, Cynthia walked back to join her friend.Sitting down, Cynthia saw that Amanda had already ordered for her. She picked up the glass of amber liquid and. Her moans get louder, so I put a finger into her pussy and slowly fuck her. So far nothing new, and I think it's time to change it up. So I tell her to lay down and let me on top. She does as I told her and we keep licking and sucking. She is getting wetter and wetter and I am as hard as I have ever been. The new position feels great and we enjoy every second. But I am getting close again, so I asked what she wants to try.She says "I want to be on top!"So I lay down and she sits on my face with. The inquisitor pulled a large wooden block from his chest, and slowly began to open it. Once fully opened it was placed at the foot of the chair, and enclosed her left foot. The inside of the block hid a sharp metal spike, that pressed hard against Mistress Ellis’s foot. As the inquisitor began to slowly screw the wooden box closed, the spike was driven deep into her foot. As the box closed and began to crush her foot, the spike drove itself through her foot. Never again would she be able to.