my Garage
Ariana arrived last. She was tied to board wild eyed. The girls unloaded her in my torture room and then left quickly. Clair’s legs were tied together at the thighs and her ankles to her waist. Her hands were twisted behind her. She was wincing from all the fresh bruises on her vagina and inner legs. Sarah was tied to a board against the wall. Her big belly jiggled a little when she would flinch every few seconds. Her crotch was also covered In bruises and a dildo three inches across was delivering a shock now and again. She would go into labor soon. And then I would introduce her to butt rape. I took my beaded whip and gave Ariana the first of many painful jolts by driving the beads into her clit. A …