One day he entered the dungeon, chained me firmly to the ground so that i couldn't move, and buckled a leather plugged gag around my head, filling my ...outh so that i couldn't cry out. Then he lit a fire in a metal brazier and stuck a branding iron into it. i knew what was going to happen to me but was powerless to do anything about it. i simply had to wait in an agony of expectation while the iron reached the right temperature. Then, pulling it out of the fire, he planted it firmly on my arse. Glade gestured towards the empty dune-strewn horizon to the East. "We can't go that way because we don't know where the next spring or oasis might be." She gestured towards the distant blue aura of the ocean. "And we can't go that way because you fucked it up with the Ocean People," It's not my fault they took against me," protested Demure disingenuously.Glade resisted the temptation of countering her lover's claim of innocence. The couple had engaged in this argument many times before and. She had been giving herself breast-enhanced orgasms since age fourteen when she finally had enough tits to play with.The next make out session went a little better. Right off, she helped me push her bra and falsies up out of the way. I had access to both of her naked little breasts. The preamble for me that prompted her cooperation was my asking if I could, 'Give you a better tit orgasm than last time? Could I try? Just slide your bra up, I wont look.' She seemed to like the idea of my hot. We read our lines and rehearsed very quickly. My sister was nervous, she was shaking and pacing around the room chewing her nails, “we can do this right” she said to herself, “it’s a lot of money, we need it” she repeatedI held her and told her to calm down, “shit, I think I’m going to die, I can’t believe I’m doing this” she told me softly with tears in her eyes“I know, don’t think about, it” trying to calm her, and myself at the same time, sure we had sex before once, but it’s not the same.