- Joined
- Mar 16, 2013
As Leticia laid there she listened to what the girl in pink was telling Amber, but even imbedded with the microchip she found it hard to believe the girl hadn't figured out a means of escape---or could it be just as Layla said, a prision from which there was no escape?
Leticia herself had by now ceased her feeble struggling, her ass still throbbing and stinging from the brutal sodomizing she had just so recently endured, but it had also done something else to her....her anal raping had somehow humiliated and broken her. To be sure, there remained some spark of defiance deep inside, but closer to the surface was now signs of submission....She wasn't Bi, but had to admit she did enjoy the attention her tis had received at the remarkable hands---and mouths---of the latex twins as well. And that anal orgasm! what the fuck?????
The pain of the tattoo gun shocked her back to reality and she screamed through her gag, a burning pain searing through her pelvis as the artist expertly worked her craft. Finally when it was finished, Amber was allowed to rise up and came over to her whimpering, sobbing friend.....
Leticia remembered what Layla had said during the procedure.....'hotel' my ass! that many naked girls here, it had to be some sort of whorehouse...but what was with the dungeon? was it really necessary if the girls were effectively trapped here with those microchips? or was these underground torture chambers here for the more sadistic.....'customers'....?, or were they here for something even more sinister?
Leticia herself had by now ceased her feeble struggling, her ass still throbbing and stinging from the brutal sodomizing she had just so recently endured, but it had also done something else to her....her anal raping had somehow humiliated and broken her. To be sure, there remained some spark of defiance deep inside, but closer to the surface was now signs of submission....She wasn't Bi, but had to admit she did enjoy the attention her tis had received at the remarkable hands---and mouths---of the latex twins as well. And that anal orgasm! what the fuck?????
The pain of the tattoo gun shocked her back to reality and she screamed through her gag, a burning pain searing through her pelvis as the artist expertly worked her craft. Finally when it was finished, Amber was allowed to rise up and came over to her whimpering, sobbing friend.....
Leticia remembered what Layla had said during the procedure.....'hotel' my ass! that many naked girls here, it had to be some sort of whorehouse...but what was with the dungeon? was it really necessary if the girls were effectively trapped here with those microchips? or was these underground torture chambers here for the more sadistic.....'customers'....?, or were they here for something even more sinister?