"Limehouse Pier..." she related.In one sense, to my annoyance, Mace and Mbute had considerable assistance from me. The girls had been quite helpless; ...trapped, hooded, gagged and caged so that they could be left while Harwell and I were visiting Sir Bristow. If they had not been secured so, I am sure that Horatia and the girls would, together, have resisted the intruders. However, that was not the case. Horatia alone had been easily overcome. All that Mace and Mbute had then needed to do was to. I felt her lovely hare with my hand and felt her face and lips which were made so perfectly. I was doing this her facial expressions changed and she way giving sexy looks. I then kissed her lips and she responded passionately.Then we locking each other’s lips and were kissing each other passionately for around 10 minutes as we were kissing she did the most shocking thing. She directly held my cork and asked me if it was ready in no time.She started undo my pant zip, pulled my pants down then. I let her settle down for a minute and then open the box.The box has a dozen stainless steel fish hooks about two inches long. Each has a length of line attached about three feet long. I pick one and pull out one of her pussy lips, she cannot see what is happening but she sure feels the first hook as it pierces her left lip, “Argh FUCK”, is all I hear. The next hook gets the same reaction as does the third. By the time I have placed all six in her left lip she is starting to lose it, her. Next Morning..."Ah, you're up, about time sleepy head, its country hours out here, notthat get up late town time you keep."She was sitting at the table with the newspaper spread before herdressed as if going out for a hike. Check shirt, jeans and work boots.Julian looked at the clock over the stove, it read 7.00am. In town henever rose before eight. He was wearing a powder blue nightgown he hadfound mysteriously at the foot of his bed which was obviously Mary's asit almost long enough on him.