"In response his palm slapped across my left tit, snatching my breath away. My breast tingled and my nipple stung smartly. "Jesus - " I gasped. He ...it me again, and again, using both hands, slapping and slapping at my bare breasts; with my arms tied so far back there was nothing I could do to get away. My skin turned scarlet and my nipples burned. He stopped long enough to pinch my nipples mercilessly hard and twist and pull them, then let go and gave me an unending volley of full-forced. Now we'll have some real fun."I did as she directed, got on my hands and knees on the bed. I wasn't sure what to expect. Given how rough she was fucking my face, would she come at my ass like a battering ram? Instead, she walked away to the bathroom. I heard water running and soon she was back with a warm washcloth which she rubbed against my ass. "Gotta have you kissing sweet," she purred. She got up on the bed and leaned forward, kissing and licking my backside. She ran her tongue up and down. He would tie my legs to stones and fuck me until I thought he would tear off my legs. He would tie my hands to cactii and with a baseball handle as his second cock, fuck me in both holes. At night, after dinner, he would make me bend down in front of our visitors and ask them to spank me if there was any fault in cooking. And after they had gone, he would pour hot wax onto my nipples and take me from behind... And then, Monica was born. It was only after my pregnancy was confirmed that my. He did his best to playthrough the song that had a heavy drum beat, but some of those beatswere missing, or very subdued and out of tune. This had happened duringpractice before, but never during a concert.As the crowd continued to applaud, I turned and looked at Stacy with aquestioning look. The subtle shake of his head was enough to indicatethat we wouldn't be able to continue until he replaced the head on oneof his drums.I turned back to the crowd. "Give it up for Stacy!" I told them,.