The Governor looks at the executioner and says, “Do your duty”. The masked man goes and stands behind the wooden chair and places the collar aroun... the prisoner’s neck. Smith gasps and her eyes grow large as she feels the cold metal on her skin.The executioner then begins to slowly turn the butterfly screw. As she feels the collar begin to tighten round her throat the prisoner begins to scream in ear-splitting mindless terror. As pressure from the collar slowly but inexorably increases on her. ‘Please! Don’t make me come without you!’ ********** ‘I wouldn’t think of it.’ I rolled onto my back, pulling her atop me. ‘Your turn,’ I said. ‘I fucked you last time. This time, you fuck me!’ ********** His rigid shaft was between them, the length of it pressing against her belly. She kissed him, then she raised her hips, freeing the fleshy shaft. As it stood up, the tip slid down her belly and between her slim legs, slapping delectably against her vaginal lips. She reached between them, held. Each of the twins pleaded to make an exception this once; they both feared broken glass on the sidewalks and roads.It came as a surprise to both of them when Carl and Cheryl quickly conceded and told them they would not have to go home barefoot. But their new dress code, while it was less dangerous, proved more humiliating."Okay, you make a good point about safety so you may wear shoes and socks home" began Cheryl."But nothing else." said Carl finishing Cheryl thought. " Strip right now and put. Finally she stood up and faced him again, she grabbed her hair tie and pulled it off. They stood there naked facing each other for almost a minute when she finally, "ok, you win, I don't know what I'm doing and I don't want to ask for help, but I can't stop, so help me."He smiled kindly and extended his hand and cupped her face. He stepped closer and put his face right in front of hers, mouths almost touching, he was looking her straight in the eye and closed in and touched her lips with his.