EXTRACT FOR
Deviant Diane
(Anna Mann)

Robbie shrugged, then drew hard on his cigarette. "Fine with me Dean, besides, I've got other plans for this slut." and as Dean placed the end of his hard cock against Diane's gaping snatch, Robbie blew on the glowing end of his cigarette, then touched it gently against Diane's erect nipple.

***

She screamed, and bucked frantically against her bonds tightening the ropes even further. Robbie thrust hard, so hard that he lifted her from her feet. Diane hung on his straining cock, then shook her head violently as Robbie grinned.

"I think the kinky bitch wants some more."

Diane watched the end of the cigarette flare, then closed her eyes. The sign on her stomach was clear, those who found her could do anything they wanted, and if that included sexual torture, then she had no right to object... and of course her Master had always made it abundantly clear that she had no rights, she was his property, and that made her also the property of anyone he chose to share her with... and at that moment, he was choosing to share her with everyone.

The glowing end touched again, Diane bit her lip hard as Dean lifted her again with his rigid cock. She shuddered, then groaned just as Dean gasped to feel the flood of her ejaculate as it soaked his mat of thick pubes.

"Fuck me mate, that just made the slut squirt!" he chuckled, then shot his own load deep inside her shaking body.

"Is that true, slut? Did you just cum?" Robbie whispered into her ear as he rolled her singed nipple between finger and thumb.

"Yes!" she gasped, and squeezed her eyes more tightly closed as her mind spun wildly.

"So shall I do the other? Or maybe you want me to give your clit a little touch?"

Diane's eyes flew open, and she saw his evil grin widen... as he watched her give the smallest nod of acceptance.