Once they realized I was more comfortable, they started. Oh, not too rough mind you. As the doorman said, the underpants wouldn't last long. The familiar knife cutting either side . . . and then having them ripped from me, hard against my pussy, rubbing on the way out as it was pulled against my clit! I took a deep breath and as I did so, my tits thrust out in front of me.
One of the boys then reached over and grabbed one, his friend reached over and grabbed the other. Both of my tits firmly in their hands, and no way could I get away. But they hadn't done anything to hurt me yet - it was still kind of fun!
They each started playing with my nipples, then tugging at them as though it were a contest! Then I realized, it was a contest - they were trying to see who could stretch and pull my nipples the farthest! I moaned in pain, and they both smiled at each other and sneered at me. Then each bent over and started sucking - not just sucking but biting and nipping and then sucking even harder! My tits were going through a real workout!
Finally the third guy said, 'Stop - let's measure'!!
They each stopped sucking and biting and they took out a ruler - they measured who had sucked out my nipple the most!
The right one won - and then the loser on the left slapped and punched my tit as hard as he could - sore loser??
'All right, enough - get her something'. At that point a pitcher of ice water was poured over my tits - relief but worse - I could feel my nipples standing out more from the cold, and I knew their eyes were on them wanting more!
At this point, other men were walking around the room - perhaps bored with their own adventures, or looking for new ideas. I looked up and saw the Gentleman - from my first visit! I nodded, almost desperately, and he came over to me. But the first thing he did was to give me a back of hand across my face - I'd never been hit that hard. Then he reached over and stroked my right nipple and then my left. 'I see you decided to come back?' 'Not much of an option was there?' This remark brought more slaps, this time across my tits, and even harder. 'No, you don't have an option, but you knew that - at least you would have if you had read the contract!'
I knew he was right. And I knew I had to put up with this until the contract was out. I'm strong, I can do it!
The gentleman then asked the Boys if they were having fun and what they had in store for me. I couldn't hear them, but I saw them laughing and throwing their heads back. The gentleman laughed too and said, 'well, if you need anything just ask - we have all kinds of equipment'.
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