Both were completely naked. Lisa watched enthralled as a man moved into the shot and clamped clothes pins to the nipples of the girl on the sawhorse. ...e then added what looked like small fishing sinkers to them. This stretched her breasts down and Lisa thought this must have really hurt. But she also wondered what it would be like to experience it herself.A second man entered and held up a six inch dildo which Lisa could see was shinny with something. He went over to the girl on the X-frame and. I waited patiently for the first yummy smacks to be applied to my backside, I could feel John gently running his hands up and down my bottom and legs which caused me to spread my legs a little. Then smack smack, John scolded me asking me if I had been given permission to open my legs, I didn’t answer right away so another smack smack, did I he barked, no Sir I replied. He said again that I must do as I am told and to obey his every instruction without question, smack smack is that clear. Obviously, I didn’t remember much. I needed someone else.I then remembered some of my friends’ mothers I had met. They were very pretty and fit perfectly into the kind of women I was fascinated with. But they too couldn’t satisfy me. I ran into the same problem, that of knowing too less about their bodies as I had met them only once or twice.Time passed by and and the much awaited break came. I was excited I would meet my mother and get to taste the delicious home food she had prepared. As my. Personally, I think she's wrong. I've known you too long to believe you're that kind of an asshole. Just don't make a liar out of me, or so help me..."With trepidation in my heart, I walked into the room. Linda was laying in the bed, tubes in her arms and enough electronic equipment for a NASA space launch attached to her. Her face was badly bruised, and her left eye was swollen shut. I could see that the bruising extended down past her chest, and that there were several stitched gashes on her.