The general…”
Rachael had heard rumour of the sons appetite for torturing whores and street runaways. His hand slid up the sides of her waist then over her encased tits; his fingers gripped the tight rubber top of the basque and then pulled down. Amateur porn Already a healthy 20 stone his portly frame showed that although he wore the military uniform he was no jungle warrior. The son strode off at pace eager to start his games. Her shoulders were also bare with both her arms behind her back wrapped together in a rubber bandage, like some black mummy. “Hmm you say no but your training has gone well, look how turned on you are.”
Rachael shook her head trying to turn to speak to the invisible voice. To look at her you may have believed she’d imagined the last eight weeks of indignity, however as she stretched her neck some things remained to bring her back to reality. She was almost doing the splits. The two men knew she would be easy to take advantage of but the risk of horrendous torture was too much, even for one as perfect and usually unobtainable as her.
