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steel carpet-tacks. He sat on a stool in front of his victim and began pressing the sharp-pointed little tacks into the bulging smooth sensitive flesh of her dangling breasts. Pattie wailed and begged and pleaded, but to no avail. By the time a dozen tacks were embedded in the creamy skin of her titties, she was screaming and begging Sam to fuck her, the words that had stopped the torture on all previous occasions.

As he continue to thrust the agonizing little points into her tender tissues Sam told her casually that he didn't want to fuck her in. the ordinary way. For him to stop this bizarre and painful decoration of her twin hemispheres, she would have to beg him to fuck her in the special way that he desired. Pattie tearfully protested that she would do anything, anything at all,that would please him, but she had no idea what he wanted. Continuing to press more steel torture-points into the firm convex surfaces of her tit-mounds, Sam said that made it just too bad for her; he just keep on with the tacks until she begged him to Ao the thing to her that he specially wanted.

"You've got to stop. I can't stand it. It hurts too much," shrieked the tormente girl in desperation. "Is it some special position you want to fuck me? I'll do anything you want, I'll beg to do it, if only you'll stop putting those terrible tacks in You can't imagine how they hurt."

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"No. Not a special position," replied Sam calmly.

"Do you want to fuck my cunt? Please fuck my cunt, so you'll stop," begge the sobbing writhing girl.