"Shovel that dirt in there." I told him and he did. Stamping down the clay when he finished."You raped a lot of girls?" I asked him after he put the s...ovel down."A few," he said, trying to look brave, puffing out his skinny chest."How many?" Didn't count." You done your last," I told him. "I want you to go back and find Tarleton and tell him that I am coming to get him, and when I do, I am going to feed him his ballocks, one at a time."The man nodded, wide-eyed. "Please," he said. "Don't." He. Ahhh. What a relief. To write of itself as other than an it, is stressful, reminding it of the way it used to think when it was a person, and the nightmarish pain that it now associates with the struggle it put up in fighting its surrender. You see, it's not that it lives without pain--on the contrary, it lives with pain every moment of its life. Just that it understands now that pain, abuse, degradation, humiliation, torture, punishment, service, and solitude are the states of existence. I scooted a little farther back under the bed and my head came right up between her legs.She had a lot of dark hair covering her pussy. I could smell it and that made me even hornier than I already was.I said "Mrs. Ham you're going to have to rise your left leg up and rest it up the bed frame. I'll need to take this bolt loose and then lift the steel bar up so you can pull your arm out. Can you lift your leg up high enough to rest it on the top edge of the bed?" Oh, it hurts Joe. I don't know.. Evan could sense she was close to climax and he could feel he was right there with her. Trying to hold back, he resisted his own desire for release, wanting to wait until she came for his own climax.When she came he immediately felt it. Her vaginal muscles clamped down on him hard as she tried to screw herself even farther onto his prick. Her body went rigid, head back, mouth open in a soundless scream. As soon as he felt her climax he released his hold and felt the truly orgasmic upsurge of.