Divnoor told his guards at least 50 in number pointing at me to enjoy. Then they one by one pumped in and out me mercilessly like wild animals while s...apping my tits and roughly pulling my abused nipples even when I cried to in pain. This continued for the whole night it was like a horror night which left me with blood stains on my body, pain, bite marks on tits and a belly full of cum this destroyed my vagina and its fertility after a whole night of screaming in pain I was not even I a. There were all kinds of weights, chains and clamps that were used to torture breasts lying on the lower bench.He pulled down tight on her arms and fastened them to leather straps. He put a small ball gag in her mouth. Large enough that she could not scream very loud, but small enough that if she vomited it could escape and not fill her lungs.He used a paddle long enough to get both cheeks of her ass at the same time. The paddle had hundreds of tacks pushed through it just enough to just pierce. I quietly stepped away from the bedroom door and walked to the kitchen where we kept a small digital camera. I was not jealous; I was turned on. And I wanted to get some pictures of that wild meeting at home.I returned to the bedroom door and started taking photos. Then the man that Ana was sucking pulled out his cock from her mouth and stared at me in terror. His mate heard the first guy and he quickly withdrew, jumping off the bed, with his thick erect dick at attention."Let me introduce you. ” Your hand goes to the button of my jeans and you unsnap it. “Wait, the game isn’t over yet.” I look at the screen just in time to see your team score another goal. Bringing the game to a tie; my breathing is shallow as your mouth roves over my neck, and up to my ear. “Are you ready to concede?” “Never,” I gasp, your fingers sliding into the waistband of my jeans. The game goes into overtime, and within the first minute your team scores the winning goal. I groan, knowing that I have lost.