There was something on her lips, a wet substance that seeped under his skin and spread a numbing sensation. Jason's senses span and his knees buckled ...nderneath him. He slid down into darkness.Fubar'ed. Completely and utterly fubar'ed, Jason thought as they led him up the slope towards the castle.One consolation was he appeared to be the only captive. Maybe the others, including Laura Lee, had managed to escape.He lost his footing again and the demons yanked the chain to get him back on his. Years of uber-supportive bras meant she was still firm and it was clear the underwire in the bikini top was fighting a losing battle to contain and support her. I couldn't see her nipples, but I knew they had to be just below the cusp of the bra. While her face was tanned, framed by her short blond hair, the rest of her body was pale, evidence of her conservative wardrobe. I realized I'd been staring straight at her tits for a good 30 seconds when she cleared her throat."Can I cover back up. “I am going to whip your lovely tits now, until the welts show purple” it was a matter of fact statement, “will you stand for me or do you need securing?” she had never been given the choice before, she appreciated that, could she stand for him, she hoped so, “I will try and stand for you sir” she answered. He smiled, she was good this Amber, he slapped her face hard, and suddenly he screamed at her “Try, …Try, …you either will or you won`t!” Her face bore his hand print, she struggled upright. Slowly and carefully, trying to make sure my excitement wouldn't make me gush before I even put on the bathing-dress, I pushed my little lingam down between my thighs. Then, still hiding my face from Lindie, I gingerly stepped into the bathing-dress, pulled it up, and drew up the straps to my shoulders. For a moment I glanced down at my bosoms. They were exquisite, I thought, with ample cleavage displayed, and just the right small amount of padding to make them look like a real girl's small but.