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She sucked on all fours and raised her buttocks for the son by Damian

Chinese torments

The local landowner had watched Jiao grow up on one of his farms. On her eighteenth birthday he decided that she was ready to please him. Jiao’s father owed him money and he proposed a deal. He would forget the debt in exchange for a month with her.

“Take all your robes off,” he ordered as soon as he reached his house.
“No, sir! I won’t do it! And my father shouldn’t do this! I’m a woman, not a sack of rice!”

The man called his son and the son stripped Jiao naked. The father opened his robes.
“Come and suck me!” he said.

“No, sir! Give me my clothes, please!”
“That would be a pity! My son and I want to see you naked, bitch!”
She turned her back on them both and covered up her breasts and her mons veneris with her hands. The son laughed.
“It’s a rope job,” he said. They suspended Jiao from a rafter and pulled her ankles apart.

“Pee for us!” the father said. “Wet the floor!”
“NOOOOO!!!”
“Give her six swipes on each buttock, son! If she hasn’t peed, give her six on each tit!”

SWIIIIIISH!
SLAP!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

The son counted out twenty-four stinging blows and she still hadn’t peed. They gave her water to drink and came back an hour later.

The more he flogged her naked breasts, the hornier the landowner got by Damian

Witch hunt

The Abbot smiled and thought for a moment. He knew of the landowner’s interest in the girl and he knew too that the landowner was a generous donor to the abbey.
“Do you think it’s necessary? We could carry out some preliminary investigation ourselves.”
The landowner smiled.
“I’ll look forward to that,” he said.
“She can be arrested and tortured without being permanently harmed. It will be good for her soul. She seldom comes to church. It will encourage her and keep her on the true path. You can be there with a hood over your head and a veil over your face. In return, you will provide funds for the maintenance of the Abbey.”

The landowner smiled and agreed.

A week later Brenna found herself in the Abbey, tied to a wooden column and with her legs wide apart. To make it more discreet the Abbot had called a jailer from a nearby town to work on her.

Brenna’s lovely breasts were naked and defenseless. Her clitoris was fully exposed. At first when they tied her legs apart her cunt lips had stuck together and the jailer had carefully separated them.

The landowner stood next to her, watching as the jailer closed his pliers around one of Brenna’s nipples…
“Tell us the truth, witch! Do you walk with the Devil at night? Does he take the form of a goat?”
“NO! I have a goat! It’s my goat! Ask anyone in the village! I get him in from the fields at night!”

The jailer squeezed her nipple hard.
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
He squeezed the other nipple too…
“AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”