“Not yet. She’s being trained.” Jacob answers as if he has his answers planned in advance.
“Pretty. Nice t**s. May I?” He taps his baton against Sydney’s leather covered breasts.
In a move that takes Sydney by surprise, Jacob rips the necktie of her halter in one swift jerk, and the leather bra falls forward exposing her breasts. She blushes, yet is strangely titillated by the exposure.
“Humm, very pretty,” the man decides, as he gently raps the tender sides of 21’s t**s.
“She take pain?”
“That’s what she’s being trained for, but her experience is negligent.”
“Mind if I give her taste?”
“By all means, do.”
The fellow rears back and lets his baton fly forward, and a sudden searing pain tears through Sydney’s body. Her faces screws up as if she’s going to cry, but when her body bu
