"No. Your cunt has been fucked a lot already, so it's probably all loose and flabby by now, Sam told her as he thrust a few more tacks into her quivering breasts.

"Then what do you want? Please tell me so I can do it for you," begged Pattie.

"That's up to you to figure out, you lousy white society bitch," Sam told her. "I have plenty more tacks to last till you get the right answer,'

The tormented girl made her mind flash around, searching for the right means to satisfy him sexually. The only other orifice she could imagine was her bottom, and that suggestion might insult him and make things even worse for her. And besides, she knew that his huge stiff black cock would hurt her terribly if he tried to jam it into the tight puckered hole of her virgin anus.

In esperation Pattie asked, "Would you like to fuck my bottom? If that is what you'd like, I beg you to do it. Do anything you want with me that gives you pleasure, but I humbly beg you to stop hurting my breasts."

"Now you're catching on, baby," chortled the grinning Negroe. "I sure would like to fuck your tight white ass. And since you beg me so nicely, I'll be glad to oblige you. But we can't take a chance on losing any of these tacks that are decorating your titties, So I'll have to put a bra on you to hold them all in while I bugger your cute round ass."

The Colonel handed Sam a bra and he quickly ripped the shoulder-straps off the firm feminine garment, since they would only interfere with Pattie in her present pose. Now he carefully fitted the cups of the bra

onto her pierced pendant breasts, making sure that the tough fabric pressed firmly on the heads of the dozens of tacks, holding them point-first in her flesh. Now he passed the broad strong elasticized chest-band around her and fastened it's hooks in the mile of her back. Pattie screamed continually during this part of the maneuver, for it forced all the sharp points deeper into her tender tissues, further increasing her agony.

"Just hearing her holler sounds real exciting and sexy to me, "Sam told his audience. "So I want plenty of screams from her. That combine with the grip of her tight asshole around my cock ought to give me the best kicks I've ever had with any broad. You fellows push that big kitchen-table over here in front of this bitch, and I'll show you what I have a mind to do to her."

As the table was shoved forward, Sam lifted Pattie's body slightly in its forwardbent pose. When the edge of the table touched the fronts of her quivering thighs, Sam released his burden and Pattie fell forward a few inches so that her breasts were pressed own on the broad heavy table-top. She shrieked in agony and tried to raise her boy from the table which was grinding the tacks into her, but found she could not ease the pressure due to the upward strain on her arms behind her.

Sam now considered binding her ankles wide apart to the legs of the table, but decided against it as being un-necessary and limiting her motion too much. He wanted lots of action while he was buggering her. NOW he tried with his finger to force open her clenching anal sphincter, in preparation for the invasion of his much thicker cock. It was almost impossible for him to gain entrance