His hands and arms being pulled along with them?tight?tighter?tighter! He screamed into the gag but Gustav kept turning the winches. First the left ar..., and then the right. The right leg, and then the left. He kept going until nearly reaching the point where the slave’s arms and legs could be pulled out of their sockets. Finally Gustav tightened the chain to the helmet ensuring that the slave could not move his head at all.It would be the following morning that the slave would experience the. Nicki, I don't mind at all. I hope you are not offended by my silly bush. It is the custom of most women in Rio and I want to shave it all off but then I would lose my boyfriend."Nicki had to chuckle because it had never crossed her mind. She had gone hairless years ago and never even considered going back because it seemed so natural to her now. She had even taken the heated sessions with the girl who took care of her crack to remove all hair from around her brown eye because her husband Hank. I grinned. "That confirms my suspicions," I said before I headed to my door.I opened it, calmly roamed out into the hallway and went to his door."I love it when you suck my rod, Sherry. Its one of the reasons I love you."'She is doing it right now?' I thought, cheesing and bringing my right hand to the knob.I grabbed it, but failed to twist it. 'Does watching them even for a few seconds make me bitch? No one knows that they are meant to be together, hell, Ted might belong with me.'I bit my top. ‘Sing the song I heard you crooning’ asked Vasan. The girl blushed. She was too dark for one to notice a change in colour, but nevertheless one was aware that she was blushing as surely as if she were a redheaded Scandinavian. She refused to sing. Her work for the day was over, she said, but she has to wait for another three hours before the passenger train that took her to her village was due. Vasan perked up, her station was in his way. He gallantly offered to give her a ride in his cabin. .