He licked the hot tears from her cheeks. She trembled. “Alexandra!” Dmitri ordered “Let your chain go for a moment and bring me the braquemard”. tittyfucking Elena groaned as the tension on one nipple suddenly eased. He took the short sword and tested its edge with his thumb, slowly, toying with her like a cat with a mouse. Her body strained against the bonds, up from the altar and toward the sharp steel. The warm, yellow glow of candles and brazier played on the polished blade and on her glowing flesh. Meanwhile, Alexandra took up her end of the chain again. Elena was pulled open, chained to the altar by wrists and ankles. Her cunt-lips and nipples tits were tugged viciously up and apart by fine chains hooked into her skin; skewers pierced her breasts down and across and she bore the welts of a severe whipping. Elena shrieked until her voice cracked while Dmitri dragged the point of the blade lingeringly up and down her body, scoring deep, bloody wounds over every quivering inch. At last he rested the tip over her heart and stared into her eyes. She gave a long, liquid sigh. “The Pallid Mask” she whispered and he drove the bright steel through her ribs to end her life. A soft moan Fucking came from the throats of the attending victims when Dmitri thrust his hand into the wound, outdoor pulled the heart from her chest and bit into it, blood spilling over his lips. Kneeling before him, hands behind her head and crotch open and displayed, Katya spurted and wailed. “Tonight!” she gasped, sliding to the floor. Her eyes rolled back. “Lick the tiles clean” he ordered in an even tone, when she began to recover her senses. Katya grovelled on her belly to obey, still sighing softly and quivering as fresh spasms of pleasure rushed through her. “Tonight”! Minutes later, a composed and collected Katya, demurely yet smartly dressed, went to the senior warder’s room to request that Dmitri be placed in the padded cell, in the back corridor.   GRIGORI'S KITCHEN A six-wheeled, government-surplus transporter rolled along the driveway of the convent and drew Suck up at the rear of the building. Pierre climbed out of the cab and went to open the door at the rear. One by one Zora, Maria, Eva and Kristina jumped down and lined up in the twilight. While he searched for the key, a woman’s shrill scream broke from somewhere inside the building, and Kristina started in alarm. Pierre turned to her and spoke calmly in his cultured voice. Taking my hand off of her throat only outdoor Fucking to give her another tits spank every so often, I kept up the rhythm we had built together since we first started fucking, which could’ve been an hour ago at this point. Both choose to kneel on the floor rather than use the dildo chairs. Doesn’t she love me? Why is she dreaming of this Shauna? Suddenly, I had my courage. The men pushed her down, bending her over until her face was resting on the bar. “Yes Mistress,” Verity replied with a mix of embarrassment and shock in her voice. "Does that feel good honey?" The week continued. Also, my tittyfucking head Suck was a little delicate after the drinks the night before. I closed my eyes and sighed. I think after I get done with my business I'm just going to go home and chill. He assumed she'd given them to him for a reason & put them on while Ellen opened the door as Rick was about to ring the bell again. “ ‘Oh god fuck me fuck me,’ she said again. I panted, my hips wiggling from side to side. She then turned a ghetto blaster on, and kept picking up what tuned out to be sarongs and putting them on. Hazel froze and saw her friend actively listening to something. I wrap my arm around Nicole’s waist. I just… I can’t lose her. Laying back down against the bed, she worked her fingers in and out of herself with wet, sucking sounds. A shadow was bobbing over his stomach and it did not take long to understand somebody was giving him head. Adult party, a swing”