Gradually every exposed inch of her is covered in threads, as though she’s walked nude into the web of a vast spider. He even sprays japanese her face, an indignity which provokes an even more furious reaction than the coating of her sex organs. But the female body is never far from the mind of a Slaver, and Salarin concentrates most on asian her nipples and her genitals, giving those a thicker coating than the rest of her lush body. In Alexa’s position with pelvis thrust out behind her upskirt and her breasts hanging down, there’s nothing she can do to keep her private places out of the spray. “Fuck off!” she yells at him. “Get the fuck away from my body, you pathetic little man.” “The web is an electrical conductor,” Salarin tells her, unruffled by the verbal abuse. “It transfers the current excellently, but will wipe away easily when it is time to rape you. I don’t often use these old torture methods as there’s some danger of harm – a slave’s heart can stop from the shock – but you’ve made this year’s Rape Run especially entertaining, so you deserve some special treatment. Rest assured a medic is standing by. The female sex organs are sensitive and provide particularly excellent sources of pain. I recommend you avoid wetting yourself during our time together as urine is also a reasonable conductor and will add to your discomfort.” At a signal from the Hunter one of the underlings clamps power connectors to opposing corners of the metal frame. “That’s enough!” Alexa insists. She’s still trying to be bold but her dark eyes are wild and I can hear the unmistakable note of fear in her voice now. “Let me out of this thing!” Salarin sits calmly on the surface of the generator, so he can reach between his legs for the dial. He smiles almost gently at Alexa. “We will pause only while you wish to drink,” he informs her, while patting the plastic flagon of filth affectionately. “Please inform me when you feel thirsty.” Then he turns the dial up a quarter of the way, and the naked pirate Alexa Goshenk’s first shriek rings out across The Zone. 38 - Ninth I haven’t witnessed a woman being tortured by electrocution before, and I hope I’ll never have to see it again. Electricity locks the muscles in Alexa’s body so rigid that it’s difficult for her to use her lungs to scream, and what I hear is an animal gurgle of pain. Salarin only jolts her for periods of about ten seconds, although each one seems like an eternity to watch. Then he pauses, halting for deliberately random intervals so she can’t predict when it will begin once more. "What is the upskirt problem?" dad called to her. Once finished licking John clean, Riley sat motionless on the floor, stunned and breathing heavily. I trembled in delight as he feasted on my cherry pussy. Nathalie and Greta asian leaning over the convulsing Kora. It was met with enthusiasm by everyone, although Natalie lamented that she wouldn’t be a brides maid and complained that she was only staying japanese in Phuket because she was awaiting our wedding. Tina, whom I don't know what to do with. You created me so I could make your life more convenient?” I look around at all the decorations and sit down at the foot of his bed to admire a particularly beautiful work of art on the wall. But I Loved getting fucked like a whore. Despised her. We'd love to share you!” The perfume of potpourri filled the house. And he was right about one thing, though – her pussy was wet. Cameron, meanwhile, who was totally inexperienced with such adult matters, merely sat still on the mattress, eyes wide open. The other two pop umbrellas but don't move from their spot.