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Susan is a big titted fuck slave. All visitors to her masters home is offered to screw her before any other order of
business. She is a full time servant in her masters home. "You look as if you have been crucified."
She managed a giggle through her ball gag and then comically hung her head, mocking the droopy gesture
of a real crucifixion. He walked back toward her and lifted her legs one at a time, bent them up behind her
so that they touched the back of her thighs. He cuffed her ankle and tied them to the trees, pulling her legs apart
as far as he could without putting any stress on the joints, as he intended to keep her this way for some time.
I reached down and took one of the clamps in my fingers and twisted it just a little watching her face. The look of
agony that I expected did not materialize. She did register a little pain but it was mixed with a look of pure passion.
I quickly undid both clamps and removed them. She groaned with the pain of returning circulation but did not try to pull
away from me. "Tell me how you feel." Her mouth moved a little bit but I was unable to hear her words.
I grabbed one of her by now sore nipples and twisted it hard. "I can't hear you!" I stated.
"I-I-I-I don't know. I am so confused. I hate what you are doing to me but at the same time I don't want you to stop".
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