She had them out of the bag before Laura could plead."Don't... use them this time, okay?" Laura asked, submissively. "Last time... they hurt me bad."K...ren scissored Laura's bursting, distended nipples with her long black fingers. "These beautiful nipples are just dying to be pinched until the tears pour down your cheeks, darling," she said, smiling.Laura shook her head, but it was too late. "Anngghhh! Owwncchh! Oh shit! God... that hurts!"She watched as Karen closed a ferociously tight nipple. My Master didn't introduce him to me as he thinks it was not of my bussiness to know. They inspected my body with very rough movements and talked very degrading about me among each other. The called me a filthy whore, a dirty slut, a worthless piece of junk fuckmeat. suddenly my Master grabbed me brutally by my hair, pulled my head way back and slappen me hard in the face about 10 times. while he slapped me he asked me to agree with all the things they said about me. I agreed to all of it. They. "I'd given up. Even now, I don't know if I could."I picked up her hands, holding them by the wrists, then turned them over and kissed them. All the little cuts, the little drops of blood, the scrapes. I kissed them, and then I found the fleshy part at the base of her thumb. I opened my teeth and bit down, not too hard, not thinking really. I bit down and she gasped and leaned into me. She let me bite her not looking at me. She tasted like blood and perfume and roses. When I finished I pressed. You want me on my stomach first?" she asked, breaking the silence.John's mouth opened but he didn't answer.She let him stare for a moment more and then quietly climbed onto the bed and lay down on her stomach. She felt the weight of her son as he climbed onto the bed too and then straddled her, like in the story, almost sitting on her waist. Becky jumped at the first touch of John's hands on her flesh. He began by slowly massaging her shoulders and then worked down her spine."This is getting in.