A volcanic cry erupted from her lungs, but still the man didn’t stop. He twisted the pliers again, then again, garroting Cassandra’s breast until ...t was utterly strangled at its base by the wire.Robert leaned closer to the screen. The wire had been drawn so tight, even the band of rubber presenting Cassandra’s tit for wire’s application had gone slack. The man cut the band with a razor and clipped the wire ends down to the twisted knot buried in the hardening flesh of Cassandra’s swelling. .. pitch, if you will,” Sía snickered.“Even better if we bring him plenty of booze, too! He’s got no shortage of pot, of course,” Freydís added.“Oh, but, of course! That’s another reason why he’d be the perfect boyfriend for us, isn’t it? I’m very pleased that they legalized the stuff at last!” Sía winked as they pulled into the liquor store to grab some spirits.“Oh, definitely, cousin!” Freydís agreed, “hey, let’s hold hands going inside. You know how hot and bothered that makes so many. "You were out with some guy, weren't you?" He accused me. I shook my head. "No, daddy, I wasn't!" I lied. He reached out and grabbed hold of my shirt. I tried to pull away, but he was holding it tight and it tore open, revealing the fact that I wasn't wearing a bra. My young breasts fell free of the fabric. He grabbed one of my nipples and twisted it. I cried out, but was unable to move from the shock of having my daddy's hands on me."You were! You were out whoring your body around!" He yelled.. I made small talk with Steve as wifey and Jim laughed and slapped each other on the leg as he bought her beers. By the fifth inning I noticed she had unbuttoned the top three buttons of her shirt and Jim was checking out the flesh. She kept pointing to the outfield and each time Jim could see more of her soft little titties. By games end she had pulled her shirt out and rolled it up some to expose more ab flesh, using the heat as an excuse of course. Once in the Tahoe Steve hopped in the front.