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He closed the pin. In the chair, I had an orgasm. No kidding, I watched the pain on her face, the concentration on not moving, the blood dripping from the metal pin, her submission to him and I came right there in the chair. Robert laughed at me. He showed her the second pin. "I can't take it," she whispered. "I have closed the top of your hole," he told her, "but you need another pin." "No, please." He showed her the second pin. "Beg me for the second one." "I can't take it." "Okay." He shrugged his shoulders and reached for the knife. "Please," she struggled to speak, her breath coming in gulps, her chest quivered as she struggled. "Please put the pin in me." "Where?" "In my lips, like the first." "In your pussy?" "Yes, my pussy." "Are you my slave slut now?" "Yes." "Do you believe I have the will?" "Yes! Yes!" He stepped away from her. To my astonishment he untied the rope and let her down. He untied her hands and took her bra off. He turned her to face him. Then he handed her the pin. "Put this through your pussy lips for me." Wow, I thought, he's going to make her pierce her own pussy lips. She widened her stance and bent over to see her pussy. She managed to hold her vaginal fold well enough and she jabbed the pin through. "OOOOWWWW!" "The other side." "I can't, I can't," she wailed, 'it hurts too much! Please don't make me." "Do it." It took a few tries but she managed to pierce the other side and lock the pin in place. Blood dripped on the floor. She stood with thighs spread, slightly bent, face white with pain. I think I came again. What followed was a blur of abuse and humiliation for Diane and multiple orgasms for me. He suspended her by the wrists again, went outside, and returned with a thin willow branch that he used to beat the shit out of her. Her marked her back, ass, tits, stomach and thighs with ugly red and purple welts, beating her until she hung limply from the ropes. He made her suck him off and he ass fucked her. He took the pins out and raped her pussy. He whipped her cunt and then he started over with her asshole, driving his umpteenth erection into her torn rectum. Finally, he dragged her semi-conscious body over to the corner where he urinated on her. Satiated for the time being, he untied me. "Help her dress," he said. She was so bad off that he didn't tie her up when we left. He just tossed her in the trunk and we drove her into town. We dropped her outside a truck stop and bolted for town. Back at his place I begged for the belt. "I'm too tired," he said, opening a cold beer and heading for the couch. "Robert, please," I begged, "Please don't leave me hanging like this." "One day real soon, Molly, I'm going to put the pins through your pussy lips." He lowered himself to the couch and I stood in front of him, hands in my back pockets, my pussy burning with need, hating his control over me. "I don't know," I said; scared he would actually do it but wondering if the pain was really intense at the same time. He sat back on the couch a beer in his fist grinning up at me. "Keep your panties on, Molly," he said with interest, "I'm going to beat them off of you." That's when I came again. I had to end it when he finally killed a woman. Maybe I should say, more accurately, I ended it when he and Tara killed a woman. Robert had not taken much care to scope her out before we did the session with her but he knew she lived alone. She was a thirty-something redhead with big tits and a round stomach. When we took her she had on a short skirt and high heels to show off her long legs and a tight top to show off the tits. There was nothing showy about grabbing her. She was shopping for groceries. We met her in the lot where Robert put her groceries in the trunk while I fished her keys out of her purse. Tara watched for trouble. When things looked right Robert made her get in the trunk and slammed the lid. You would think the entire world would notice a kidnapping in broad daylight but nobody seemed to.

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