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Clare and Carol were shackled together on either side of a small cast iron seesaw set in the floor each was seated on a small platform through the centre of which protruded a wooden dildo that extended deep into their vaginas. The slightest movement of one moved the dildo inside the other and it was obvious that they had done plenty of moving. Their breasts brushed together as they sat, sweat was drying on their bodies and they had a glazed look in their eyes above their gags. Although they were shackled to upright iron stanchions behind they were slumped forward in their bonds each head on each others shoulder, black body on white body. Their orgasms were in their own hands and they had obviously used the privilege fully. I left them and went on to the pens.
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I walked along to see Trudy, her knees were tightly bound under her armpits, her thighs drawn sideways and back. Her arms were also tied behind her back and she was suspended about three feet from the ground from a rope that went under her armpits across her back and was tied together. It was passed over a pulley set into the high ceiling and secured to a cleat attached to the wall. I had arranged it so that her cunt was directly above a pressure hose jet set into a grille in the floor. The weight of her body centred her cunt over the jet and consequently the jet tended to push her body to one side or the other, there was a constant swinging set up of an irregular kind so that her private parts were in turn stimulated and spun around in turns. This treatment tended to bemuse her and set her into a distracted mood, half distant and half aroused. Water dripped from the points of her buttocks, her head was thrown back. As I came up to her, she murmured.
-You must fuck me Johnny or I'll be destroyed.
I swung her away from the jet and buried my penis straight into her and she soon came to an orgasm, these treatments made them all so ready!
The loud hissing of the jet still sounded in my ears as I let her fall back over the jet and saw her form lazily twisting and turning above its power as I left her there.
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Virginia was next, I found her kneeling in the corner of the room. Her slender neck and fine wrists were firmly locked in a heavy oak pillory. Her brown straight hair hung down in front of the closed beam.
The weight of the pillory rested on her neck and it was tethered to a wooden platform by a thick chain running to a bolted-in eye. She had been given drugs to make her lactate and her already ample breasts, further inflated with their heavy burden of milk swung heavily below the pillory, milk drops hung from the ends of each large succulent dark pink nipple. Her eyes were tightly closed and her captive hands were clenched into fists because her udders were distended and she ached with the need to be milked. Two lambs in a pen were bleating with hunger, I let them free and they trotted over and fastened their lips upon Virginia's swollen teats. The heights were cleverly arranged so that the lambs were in easy reach of their wet nurse. I saw her hands relax and a look of utter relief and contentment crept over Virginia's aristocratic features as she let down her milk and her two babies sucked the milk greedily from her nipples.
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Clare and Carol were shackled together on either side of a small cast iron seesaw set in the floor each was seated on a small platform through the centre of which protruded a wooden dildo that extended deep into their vaginas. The slightest movement of one moved the dildo inside the other and it was obvious that they had done plenty of moving. Their breasts brushed together as they sat, sweat was drying on their bodies and they had a glazed look in their eyes above their gags. Although they were shackled to upright iron stanchions behind they were slumped forward in their bonds each head on each others shoulder, black body on white body. Their orgasms were in their own hands and they had obviously used the privilege fully. I left them and went on to the pens.
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I walked along to see Trudy, her knees were tightly bound under her armpits, her thighs drawn sideways and back. Her arms were also tied behind her back and she was suspended about three feet from the ground from a rope that went under her armpits across her back and was tied together. It was passed over a pulley set into the high ceiling and secured to a cleat attached to the wall. I had arranged it so that her cunt was directly above a pressure hose jet set into a grille in the floor. The weight of her body centred her cunt over the jet and consequently the jet tended to push her body to one side or the other, there was a constant swinging set up of an irregular kind so that her private parts were in turn stimulated and spun around in turns. This treatment tended to bemuse her and set her into a distracted mood, half distant and half aroused. Water dripped from the points of her buttocks, her head was thrown back. As I came up to her, she murmured.
-You must fuck me Johnny or I'll be destroyed.
I swung her away from the jet and buried my penis straight into her and she soon came to an orgasm, these treatments made them all so ready!
The loud hissing of the jet still sounded in my ears as I let her fall back over the jet and saw her form lazily twisting and turning above its power as I left her there.
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Virginia was next, I found her kneeling in the corner of the room. Her slender neck and fine wrists were firmly locked in a heavy oak pillory. Her brown straight hair hung down in front of the closed beam.
The weight of the pillory rested on her neck and it was tethered to a wooden platform by a thick chain running to a bolted-in eye. She had been given drugs to make her lactate and her already ample breasts, further inflated with their heavy burden of milk swung heavily below the pillory, milk drops hung from the ends of each large succulent dark pink nipple. Her eyes were tightly closed and her captive hands were clenched into fists because her udders were distended and she ached with the need to be milked. Two lambs in a pen were bleating with hunger, I let them free and they trotted over and fastened their lips upon Virginia's swollen teats. The heights were cleverly arranged so that the lambs were in easy reach of their wet nurse. I saw her hands relax and a look of utter relief and contentment crept over Virginia's aristocratic features as she let down her milk and her two babies sucked the milk greedily from her nipples.
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Clare and Carol were shackled together on either side of a small cast iron seesaw set in the floor each was seated on a small platform through the centre of which protruded a wooden dildo that extended deep into their vaginas. The slightest movement of one moved the dildo inside the other and it was obvious that they had done plenty of moving. Their breasts brushed together as they sat, sweat was drying on their bodies and they had a glazed look in their eyes above their gags. Although they were shackled to upright iron stanchions behind they were slumped forward in their bonds each head on each others shoulder, black body on white body. Their orgasms were in their own hands and they had obviously used the privilege fully. I left them and went on to the pens.
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I walked along to see Trudy, her knees were tightly bound under her armpits, her thighs drawn sideways and back. Her arms were also tied behind her back and she was suspended about three feet from the ground from a rope that went under her armpits across her back and was tied together. It was passed over a pulley set into the high ceiling and secured to a cleat attached to the wall. I had arranged it so that her cunt was directly above a pressure hose jet set into a grille in the floor. The weight of her body centred her cunt over the jet and consequently the jet tended to push her body to one side or the other, there was a constant swinging set up of an irregular kind so that her private parts were in turn stimulated and spun around in turns. This treatment tended to bemuse her and set her into a distracted mood, half distant and half aroused. Water dripped from the points of her buttocks, her head was thrown back. As I came up to her, she murmured.
-You must fuck me Johnny or I'll be destroyed.
I swung her away from the jet and buried my penis straight into her and she soon came to an orgasm, these treatments made them all so ready!
The loud hissing of the jet still sounded in my ears as I let her fall back over the jet and saw her form lazily twisting and turning above its power as I left her there.
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Virginia was next, I found her kneeling in the corner of the room. Her slender neck and fine wrists were firmly locked in a heavy oak pillory. Her brown straight hair hung down in front of the closed beam.
The weight of the pillory rested on her neck and it was tethered to a wooden platform by a thick chain running to a bolted-in eye. She had been given drugs to make her lactate and her already ample breasts, further inflated with their heavy burden of milk swung heavily below the pillory, milk drops hung from the ends of each large succulent dark pink nipple. Her eyes were tightly closed and her captive hands were clenched into fists because her udders were distended and she ached with the need to be milked. Two lambs in a pen were bleating with hunger, I let them free and they trotted over and fastened their lips upon Virginia's swollen teats. The heights were cleverly arranged so that the lambs were in easy reach of their wet nurse. I saw her hands relax and a look of utter relief and contentment crept over Virginia's aristocratic features as she let down her milk and her two babies sucked the milk greedily from her nipples.
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Clare and Carol were shackled together on either side of a small cast iron seesaw set in the floor each was seated on a small platform through the centre of which protruded a wooden dildo that extended deep into their vaginas. The slightest movement of one moved the dildo inside the other and it was obvious that they had done plenty of moving. Their breasts brushed together as they sat, sweat was drying on their bodies and they had a glazed look in their eyes above their gags. Although they were shackled to upright iron stanchions behind they were slumped forward in their bonds each head on each others shoulder, black body on white body. Their orgasms were in their own hands and they had obviously used the privilege fully. I left them and went on to the pens.
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I walked along to see Trudy, her knees were tightly bound under her armpits, her thighs drawn sideways and back. Her arms were also tied behind her back and she was suspended about three feet from the ground from a rope that went under her armpits across her back and was tied together. It was passed over a pulley set into the high ceiling and secured to a cleat attached to the wall. I had arranged it so that her cunt was directly above a pressure hose jet set into a grille in the floor. The weight of her body centred her cunt over the jet and consequently the jet tended to push her body to one side or the other, there was a constant swinging set up of an irregular kind so that her private parts were in turn stimulated and spun around in turns. This treatment tended to bemuse her and set her into a distracted mood, half distant and half aroused. Water dripped from the points of her buttocks, her head was thrown back. As I came up to her, she murmured.
-You must fuck me Johnny or I'll be destroyed.
I swung her away from the jet and buried my penis straight into her and she soon came to an orgasm, these treatments made them all so ready!
The loud hissing of the jet still sounded in my ears as I let her fall back over the jet and saw her form lazily twisting and turning above its power as I left her there.
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Virginia was next, I found her kneeling in the corner of the room. Her slender neck and fine wrists were firmly locked in a heavy oak pillory. Her brown straight hair hung down in front of the closed beam.
The weight of the pillory rested on her neck and it was tethered to a wooden platform by a thick chain running to a bolted-in eye. She had been given drugs to make her lactate and her already ample breasts, further inflated with their heavy burden of milk swung heavily below the pillory, milk drops hung from the ends of each large succulent dark pink nipple. Her eyes were tightly closed and her captive hands were clenched into fists because her udders were distended and she ached with the need to be milked. Two lambs in a pen were bleating with hunger, I let them free and they trotted over and fastened their lips upon Virginia's swollen teats. The heights were cleverly arranged so that the lambs were in easy reach of their wet nurse. I saw her hands relax and a look of utter relief and contentment crept over Virginia's aristocratic features as she let down her milk and her two babies sucked the milk greedily from her nipples.
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Clare and Carol were shackled together on either side of a small cast iron seesaw set in the floor each was seated on a small platform through the centre of which protruded a wooden dildo that extended deep into their vaginas. The slightest movement of one moved the dildo inside the other and it was obvious that they had done plenty of moving. Their breasts brushed together as they sat, sweat was drying on their bodies and they had a glazed look in their eyes above their gags. Although they were shackled to upright iron stanchions behind they were slumped forward in their bonds each head on each others shoulder, black body on white body. Their orgasms were in their own hands and they had obviously used the privilege fully. I left them and went on to the pens.
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I walked along to see Trudy, her knees were tightly bound under her armpits, her thighs drawn sideways and back. Her arms were also tied behind her back and she was suspended about three feet from the ground from a rope that went under her armpits across her back and was tied together. It was passed over a pulley set into the high ceiling and secured to a cleat attached to the wall. I had arranged it so that her cunt was directly above a pressure hose jet set into a grille in the floor. The weight of her body centred her cunt over the jet and consequently the jet tended to push her body to one side or the other, there was a constant swinging set up of an irregular kind so that her private parts were in turn stimulated and spun around in turns. This treatment tended to bemuse her and set her into a distracted mood, half distant and half aroused. Water dripped from the points of her buttocks, her head was thrown back. As I came up to her, she murmured.
-You must fuck me Johnny or I'll be destroyed.
I swung her away from the jet and buried my penis straight into her and she soon came to an orgasm, these treatments made them all so ready!
The loud hissing of the jet still sounded in my ears as I let her fall back over the jet and saw her form lazily twisting and turning above its power as I left her there.
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Virginia was next, I found her kneeling in the corner of the room. Her slender neck and fine wrists were firmly locked in a heavy oak pillory. Her brown straight hair hung down in front of the closed beam.
The weight of the pillory rested on her neck and it was tethered to a wooden platform by a thick chain running to a bolted-in eye. She had been given drugs to make her lactate and her already ample breasts, further inflated with their heavy burden of milk swung heavily below the pillory, milk drops hung from the ends of each large succulent dark pink nipple. Her eyes were tightly closed and her captive hands were clenched into fists because her udders were distended and she ached with the need to be milked. Two lambs in a pen were bleating with hunger, I let them free and they trotted over and fastened their lips upon Virginia's swollen teats. The heights were cleverly arranged so that the lambs were in easy reach of their wet nurse. I saw her hands relax and a look of utter relief and contentment crept over Virginia's aristocratic features as she let down her milk and her two babies sucked the milk greedily from her nipples.
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Clare and Carol were shackled together on either side of a small cast iron seesaw set in the floor each was seated on a small platform through the centre of which protruded a wooden dildo that extended deep into their vaginas. The slightest movement of one moved the dildo inside the other and it was obvious that they had done plenty of moving. Their breasts brushed together as they sat, sweat was drying on their bodies and they had a glazed look in their eyes above their gags. Although they were shackled to upright iron stanchions behind they were slumped forward in their bonds each head on each others shoulder, black body on white body. Their orgasms were in their own hands and they had obviously used the privilege fully. I left them and went on to the pens.
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I walked along to see Trudy, her knees were tightly bound under her armpits, her thighs drawn sideways and back. Her arms were also tied behind her back and she was suspended about three feet from the ground from a rope that went under her armpits across her back and was tied together. It was passed over a pulley set into the high ceiling and secured to a cleat attached to the wall. I had arranged it so that her cunt was directly above a pressure hose jet set into a grille in the floor. The weight of her body centred her cunt over the jet and consequently the jet tended to push her body to one side or the other, there was a constant swinging set up of an irregular kind so that her private parts were in turn stimulated and spun around in turns. This treatment tended to bemuse her and set her into a distracted mood, half distant and half aroused. Water dripped from the points of her buttocks, her head was thrown back. As I came up to her, she murmured.
-You must fuck me Johnny or I'll be destroyed.
I swung her away from the jet and buried my penis straight into her and she soon came to an orgasm, these treatments made them all so ready!
The loud hissing of the jet still sounded in my ears as I let her fall back over the jet and saw her form lazily twisting and turning above its power as I left her there.
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Virginia was next, I found her kneeling in the corner of the room. Her slender neck and fine wrists were firmly locked in a heavy oak pillory. Her brown straight hair hung down in front of the closed beam.
The weight of the pillory rested on her neck and it was tethered to a wooden platform by a thick chain running to a bolted-in eye. She had been given drugs to make her lactate and her already ample breasts, further inflated with their heavy burden of milk swung heavily below the pillory, milk drops hung from the ends of each large succulent dark pink nipple. Her eyes were tightly closed and her captive hands were clenched into fists because her udders were distended and she ached with the need to be milked. Two lambs in a pen were bleating with hunger, I let them free and they trotted over and fastened their lips upon Virginia's swollen teats. The heights were cleverly arranged so that the lambs were in easy reach of their wet nurse. I saw her hands relax and a look of utter relief and contentment crept over Virginia's aristocratic features as she let down her milk and her two babies sucked the milk greedily from her nipples.
