her anal sphincter more. And with every notion the weights on her nipples sent agonizing jolts into her already distorted breasts.

"Now we're going to play a little game, Walter told her, speaking clearVicki," ly so she could hear him from within her shroud. "The game is for you to see how soon you can pull the glued-on gadget off your pubic hair. I know it will hurt you, you'll be pulling all that hair out by the roots. But I'll be urging you on with my whip, so the sooner you yank off your pubic moustache, the sooner your ordeal with me will be finished."

Muffled wails and protests came from within the leather bag covering Vivki's head, but Walter only flicked her sharply with his whip to urge her on. Slowly Vicki straightened her legs, putting tension on the pubic chain. This hurt her, but it relieved a little the stretching of her anus. Then as she was about to slack off the pull, Walter hit her briskly with the whip and she jumped, putting a sudden strain on the chain and making the weights on her nipples jiggle painfully.

As she sank down again to ease the pain in her crotch, the cone penetrated deepper into her ass and she winced.

Another

flick from the whip and she raised her body, pulling upward on the chain to drag the triangular plate from her pubis. Walter was watching closely and he saw that a few of the hairs at the top of her muff had already been pulled out of the skin of her lower belly. It would be hard, painful work, but he knew he could make her do it eventually.

Under the urging of his whip, he soon had her posting up and down vigorously. This put powerful rhythic strains on the embedded hair to loosen it, as well as enlarging her asshole repeatedly and making the

weights on her nipples sway and tug on those tormented summits. A few at a time the hairs of her crotch were slowly dragged out of her flesh, causing Vicki excruciating pain. She was whimpering and moaning continuously within her leather hood.

"You're not really trying, Vivki, "I 11 Walter taunted his suffering victim. have to tickle you more severely with the whip to make you work harder at this game. Now let me see you really pull on that chain and yank that gadget off your pussie."

As the stinging, burning whip slashed viciously across her well-rounded ass-cheeks, Vicki heaved and pumped up and down, dragging strongly against the glued-on triangle at her sexual delta. She was sobbing and crying in her self-inflicted torment, and Walter watched the triangular plaque slowly being torn from her sensitized flesh. A narrow gap appeared between the curved plate and her lower belly, and this newly visible skin was completely hairless, the fibres and their roots having been torn out by the violence of Vicki's paindriven lunges. The hair would eventually groe back, he knew, but in the meantime her vulva would be totally denuded and exposed.

The harder Vicki posted and the longor the strokes she took, the more her amus was being stretched by the intruding cone and the more her pinched nipples were being abused by the wildly swinging weights hanging from them. The plaque was being torn off from the top downward, and as the strain moved lower into her crotch, the hairs being dragged out were from the lateral lips of her vulva, the most sensitive areas of her whole body.

Vicki's actions now were hysterical as she pumped herself up and down under the stimulation of the thrashing whip. She was