That's been going on for half an hour now, y'know? I'm sorry - I know you don't like getting your bed dirty, and yet, a filthy pond of sweat and lustf...l fluids stains the sheets around you now. You should be about ripe by now, I think. Perched there for so long, torturing yourself with all the possibilities of things I can do to you, and all I want to do is touch you. Just one finger to your amply exposed skin would have you quivering by now. To drag my nails along your thighs would make you. The clamps let off a blue bright light and sparks flew each time they touched. She slowly entered the room, at that moment she realized she had no idea what to do to help this poor girl. The figure in black turned and stood up. He dropped the clamps and moved swiftly across the room towards her. He reared his arm back to punch her, she cringed and closed her eyes. She then heard a slicing and squishing sounds. Followed by screams of a man. She opened her eyes to see the strangers knife sticking. They both hen started to stroke my now hard cock through my suit and pulled it off. I said, "if you want to be treated like sluts and whores, then you have to do what I tell you to do and when I tell you to." They both agreed and both kissed me again. I got up off the couch with my cock sticking straight out and I got down on the floor while they stayed on the couch. I started to rub their stockinged legs and they obviously had spent a lot of money on them as they were really smooth and soft.. She tried to pull herself together, but everytime she thought she was calm, she broke down in hysterics again. She thought of Mr. Cohen! She didn't even know his first name! He was a big brute of a man. He stood about six-foot-six, and weighed in at a solid three hundred pounds. He had a bald head, and chomped on a sweet smelling cigar all the time. He towered over Gina's five-foot-two frame. Gina couldn't help but feel intimidated by him, even though he really was "nice" to her. She.