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He groans his cock seems ready to leap from his pants into her dress. He shakes his head, inhaling again leaning in close to her he can smell her fear. Now with his hand twined in her thick red hair he forces her to rise up from the couch. The dress no longer secure slides down her body to puddle at her feet. The dress made a beautiful puddle of fabric at her feet to frame her helplessness. He stops then looking her over with a critical eye. He nods his head making mental notes as she begins to whimper and wiggle. Laughing once more he draws a pocket knife from his pants pocket. She hears it click open seconds before she feels the blade slicing thru her bra. He watches as the straps part first then the center between her average breasts. The bra flutters to the jerkoff floor behind her like a mortally wounded butterfly where it goes still. In the cool rooms air her dusky balls nipples come to attention for him without a single touch. She begins to squirm trying to cover her breasts. He ignores her actions for now as he slices the edge of her panties. As she goes still with a gasp he slices the crotch out of them with one swift cut. This time they fall to lay spread eagle as like a black snow angel. She once more hears the clicking of the knife but this time it is him putting it back into his pocket. He inspects her body with a careful eye noting she is in good health. He looks over her breasts taking his time viewing her noting they are both a nice B cup and seem to hang evenly. His smile remains until he looks on her slit. The mound of red hair is thick obscuring his view of nether lips. He fetish nods at her satisfied by her for the moment. Bending he forces her to bend with him causing another cry of pain. Looking over he can see her breasts hang out from her body beautifully as she struggles to right herself. He smiles as he comes back up with her panties pulling her with him. “Arms behind gay your back.” He decides to see if she will obey him. The cock first words she manages are weak but there is fire there. “Fuck you!” He shakes his head as she finishes he twists her hair till tears come unbidden to her eyes. “Hands behind your back Now.” His tone rises only in the last word. She cries out in real pain now the sedative is wearing off finally. “If you fail to comply I will punish you Talis this is your last chance.” His tone is growing cool now as if he is distancing himself from the moment. “FUCK YO...” She never gets to finish her words. He twists her hair brutally knowing her scalp will ache for a few days afterward. He forces her around then head first into the couch. My pussy convulsed around his cock sucking him further into me. This pushed him over the edge. He got the Swiss Navy, spread her nether cheeks with the fingers of one hand and lubricated her with the other, her sounds were already beginning as fingers probed through her anus lubricating her internally. My cheek resting on a cold, sticky, puddle of my own jerkoff dick slime. Nothing could have prepared them for the scene they witnessed as they turned the fetish corner toward the bed. He made him show how to add an extra 10 minutes to the timer, and how to turn up the suction for extra discomfort. Each time she managed cock to thank Liana for the pain, the pleasure. "Come gay on now Karen," Rob pleaded, looking into the laptop's camera. Both holly and I jumped to our feet and then dropped to our knees in the submission position... just in case we were in trouble. Once finished he cleaned up and walked up to the head of the table. “At least he knows how to address his sovereign. The other dropped promptly to her knees and spread her companion’s buttocks apart with both hands, craning her slender neck to probe the exposed arsehole with an eager tongue. “You're balls ready, aren't you?”