mind to do and that nothing could change it.

Now that she saw that he was in xxxtxearnest, panic began to set in. She had never dreamed that she gould get herself into such a dangerous spot. "Please, do anything you will with me,, anything. Beat me. Whip me. But don't mutilate me. Please."

He sat on the chair, without speaking a word, as though he were thinking. The seconds passed by for her like hours. Finally, he walked over to the table, blew out the light of the candle and replaced in in the candelabra. Then he closed his switchblade knife and put it back into his pocket. He walked over to the couch and picked up the leather strap there. Her heart begtx began to accelerate, as she realized what he was going to do. Without a word, he began to slash her across the chest, ripping. her skin to shreds, as though burned off by fire. He beat and beat at her. She bit her lip to keep from screaming from the savageness of the attack. The blood from her torn skin was now smeared across those once proud and erect, white breasts, in a ghastly, amorphous design. Finally, his fury was spent, and he stopped. He climbed the chair to remove the bonds from her ankles and lowered her. He carried the half-unconscious girl to the couch and placed her on it. Then, he took a towel, wet with water, and cleaned away the blood from her lovely breasts. She smiled prettily to see

her savage

turn so gentle. "You like to stroke my titties, don't you?" she purred. He did not say word. She then sat up beside him. She again reached into his pants and drew out his pinus, that was hard and bulging with excitement. She slipped it into her mouth, almost choking as the immense instrument reached to the very depths of her throat. She worked her tongue, as she could fe it exploding with excitement.

Instinctively, she began spreading her legs apart, as she could feel his finger reach hard into her cunt. She wanted to give him all the play he needed to excite her, as the channel was

saturated with her naiden juices. She almost passed out when his strong finger began rubbing her clitoris, that was now erect and firm with passion. And then she could feel the throb of his erection in her mouth, like a volcanoe about to erupt. As her mouth filled with his juices, she drew up her knees to accommodate two of his fingers that were, now working inside of her, and they had their orgasms together.

When Grace and Joan returned to the apartment a couple of hours later, they were surprised to find that it was Barbara and Sylvia who were the worse for wear, rather than the other two. Barbara was wearing her leotard zippered to the top, in almost modest posture.

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