The fun begins." He went to the wall and retrieved a small, round rubbery strap, like a razor strop but only about an inch around. It was about two f...ot long, only a little flexible. With this strop, he began to lash her breasts, right on her nipples every blow. It did not take long before she was wailing in pain. She could not move her breasts out of range, and he struck over and over and over. After a few minutes of this, her nipples swelled to twice their size and they were exquisitely. It was an accident."Karin turned her head away from the woman and closed her eyes, steeling herself for another blow. She flinched at the very touch of Sandi's fingers. Sandi fumbled with the buckles and straps not being able to get them off of Karin fast enough. She got her to her feet and helped Karin into the bathroom they had installed in the cellar. There, she treated the cut with alcohol and a soft compress. She helped Karin upstairs to her bed and laid her down.Karin said nothing the. “That’s me, thanks,” I said. It was Saturday night, and my other half and I decided to go for a meal, seeing as the children were staying at their granny’s overnight. “Do you want to stop off at the pub for a few? Some man is playing Irish music, and he is really good,” my other half said during our meal. I loved Irish music and having heard of this man, I was keen to hear him sing, so I agreed that we would stop on the way home. When we got to the pub the music was pumping and everyone in the. When I finally went over to introduce myself and welcome them to the neighborhood, they seemed an odd family. Ariel was a typical 17 year old except that she dressed in the Goth garb popular with some teens. She wore black eye makeup, lipstick and nail polish. I never saw her in any clothing that was not black, skirts, pants and tops and she was always quiet. Her mother always dressed conservatively and seemed overly shy for an adult. Sadly just four years after they had settled into the.