Chapter Ten
Kelly makes one last check of the Segufix straps, assuring inordinate tightness. She has bedded Pattie LaMange and knows that girls of her ilk feel best with thoroughness, the sense of capitulation and surrender complete. Sure enough, an arm and then a leg flexes in an attempt to move, the girl testing. Neither limb stirs more than a centimeter, Kelly marveling at the Teutonic efficiency of the restraint system.
“A little reward for you, Pattie. Your cunny is too sore for much else.”
Having had her inner labia porcupined, a searing hot needle thrust through the thin pink flesh at quarter inch intervals, making the girl’s portal appear to be zippered, Kelly’s normally ecstatic m**********n will instead bring pain. Thus the knowing nurse gently splays the outer labia to open t
