I began to work on her, gaining a rhythm with my thrusts to match her small “uuh-uh-uhs” and the light jingle of the bell on her collar. Her body ...elt to fragile in mind it was as if she were a doll. Darren began pressing and squeezing her tits while jerking himself off, no longer bothering to hold her now limp body. Her hands stayed raised above her head as if he had never let go. My breathing became more labored my thrusts more sporadic as I took every inch of my cock and beat into her with. "Lita felt her inside her own head."sit still slave A56, and I will prepare you for your deployment."Lita sat up obediently and faced ahead, looking straight into themirror.The next fifteen minutes passed with silence between the two of them.Slave A39, or 'Jenna', as Lita remembered from her name badge, quicklywashed her hair. Then she expertly brushed and blow-dried it into thestyle that she had worn when she had been sat in the chair by herself,when he had first observed her. The blown,. Grabbed it by its ears and began sawing in an out. The little thing was kicking and screaming, snot and tears streamed down its face. The older slave tried to look away but Catherine grabbed its head and forced it to watched. It was at that moment the tiny thing bit down on Tommy. Arrrgh, you little bitch! Tommy yelled. Picking it up Tommy snarled at it, If you ever bite me again I will kill you! Flipping it around Tommy shoved its face into the mattress and stuck his dick into her tiny bruised. ' I closed my eyes for a moment in fake pain which was more like real orgasmic ecstasy. I could cum just saying it out loud. She started to pull her slacks down. Ever so slowly she wriggled and shifted her incredible hips until they were down past her crotch. She got them down to her knees and I just had to stop her. 'Quit. Stop it. Leave them right there.' She looked confused, and didn't want to, until I pressed the knife harder into her tit again, but.