Once again, another carefully crafted plan was discarded.He entered her slowly and steadily, finding neither resistance nor any sign of discomfort on ...irsten’s part. He continued until he was fully engulfed, resting there for a moment to allow her to get used to the feeling of him inside her. Again, Kirsten began to move in response, instinctively using her hips and rising to attempt to take more of him, her hands now on his butt, urging him deeper.He tried to take it slow and steadily, but. He smiled as he remembered snorting the tea he had been drinking through his nose and over the future bitch’s tangled pubic hair in response as she lay strapped unconscious on the examination table. Sam looked up from the notes. Nick had by now spooned a large amount of the food mix into an elongated bowl along one side of the pen and Schmidt was busy wolfing down his share. Ellie had left her bucket by the door to the room and was sloshing water from a long hose into an adjacent bowl. Sam. Another male was stood watching and videoing it with his cock out and clearly enjoying the display in front of him. All looked to be in good condition around their mid 40s with the woman bent panting groaning and moaning quite loudly.The woman stood up filming was encouraging the man to fuck her hard, pound the slut, fill the bitch up. Clearly enjoying the fact that she was seemingly directing the action she told her to turn around and take Phils cock in her mouth. No complaint she just moved. They slowly pulled out the needles and afterwards rubbed the still bleeding penis with another solution to close the wounds. As it happened, that was painful too. He screamed, they giggled.And on they moved. If there were any wounds left on him, there was one sure way to close them: burning.A brazier was wheeled over. It was filled with wood-handled irons of different sizes, the iron parts resting in the red-hot coals.The women picked an iron each. Metal glowing in the dim dungeon light. A.