EXTRACT FOR
The Hunted
(Anna Mann)

The red faced man stooped down to the fire and selected a glowing twig, he lit a cigar and drew deeply before sending smoke high into the sky, then he stood, and with the smouldering twig still in his hand he grinned, and began to walk slowly toward the suspended black girl.

Weakly Ashina shook her head as he pointed the end of the stick toward her left nipple, she'd given up trying to beg, she understood that just as she could not understand what he said, he could not understand her pleading and begging. So saying anything is just wasting my breath she conceded, all that she could do was hope that the torment would soon be over, and the strange white men would let her return to her village.

He blew on the twig and the end glowed brighter, Stanley felt his cock growing hard as fear blossomed in her eyes, she knew what he was going to do.

"No permanent damage," he chuckled, "Just a few blisters." The tip hovered beside her breast, Ashina squirmed in an effort to escape the building heat. With his free hand Stanley slapped her face, the girl was smart and understood that moving would earn her more slaps, now she tensed herself and awaited the inevitable.

With a hiss the tip made contact with her thick teat, crinkled skin sizzled, Ashina yelped, then gasped as her cunt suddenly twitched and gaped.

A second hiss and her response was identical, her right nipple sizzled and creamy juice began to dribble from her wanton cunt. In her heart she'd known that the moment the twig touched her nipples she would cum. Unlike the throbbing pain in her wrists, which was not in any way erotic, pain applied to her pussy or tits was the height of stimulation.

Stanley crouched and Ashina groaned as he stroked a finger against her already swollen bean, she wanted him to stop, she knew what was coming. But he won't stop, and although it shames me to admit, a part of me doesn't want him to stop.

Squirting like a fountain Ashina shuddered and moaned as the end touched her most sensitive skin, instantly the twig was extinguished. The red faced man laughed aloud, then pushed the steaming end into the entrance to her urethra. There it stuck as he walked away, Ashina looked down to see it protruding from her pee-hole and sobbed silently. She had cum again, and not despite his actions? because of his actions she sighed, then watched the twig fall to the ground between her feet.