His eyes widened for a second, then he let out a grunt and a laugh. ‘Whuh’s that, wenchie? You going to clean me fingernails with that little twi...?’ He raised his heavy iron, spiked mace and swung it at her head. Dara set her feet and with a two-handed grip attempted to parry his vicious strike. She knew she was no match for his brutish strength, but if she could just get inside his swing, she might be able to run him through. His weakness was his overconfidence. When the haft of the mace met. She tried to say something but her pussy was so wet now she let him continue. He then teased her wet pussy for several minutes with his tongue but he wouldn't let her cum. Her whole body now was shaking as he teased her. He then started sliding his body back up on top of her. I thought he was going to have her suck his cock again but he wanted to fuck her. He then stop sliding up on her when his cock got to her pussy. My wife was now very horny as she lay there but she pleaded with him not to. He must be taking off the last of his clothes...no, that sliding is the silk lining of his wool coat. The next sound she hears is the front door of her apartment opening and closing. He is gone, with no indication of when or whether he will return.-An audio memory plays its soundtrack to these scenes. It is her own voice, a thousand times in a thousand ways saying "Please, Sir." "Please, Sir" in desperation as the pain/pleasure of the clamps pulling on her nipples becomes too much. "Please,. When we arrived we were escorted to the exam room by the nurse my wife caught me checking her out she was a hot blond and had a body to kill for Linda asked if I was turned on by her and I said hell yes. The nurse asked Linda to disrobe and to put on a gown that she had hung on the divider where patients would change and that they also has a new medical student that would like to be present to if she was alright with it and Linda said she was good with that, Linda undressed behind the divider.