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160Dawn%u2019s breasts, causing long weeping and bloody gashes she had pushed her beasts out and sucked the snot from his nose as he did it. She had got him onto Gyro and was now fixing her bra together with a safety pin she had removed from Caroline%u2019s breast. She wanted to hide Alan%u2019s nasty violence against her, despite the fact%u2014she hated to admit%u2014that him damaging her so%u2014had excited her and turned her on like nothing she had experienced before. She was turning into a woman who enjoyed sadism and the wanting of pain as part of the bliss. Somehow, it amplified the sensation of it, she thought. More seconds past, and then Dawn came out of the darkness, her eyes tearing and snot running down out of her nose. She smiled and said, %u201cWhoever said he had a big one was not exaggerating. It went straight down my throat into my stomach, and more was still being forced though my lips and stretching my throat. He%u2019s in place, primed, and ready to go.%u201dJohn switched the spotlight on and a song started playing with a sexy beat and a husky female singing %u2018come on%u2019 words.%u201cNice touch, John,%u201d the Dean said.All looked at the spectacle as it seized their attention. A metal contraption on the table held Gyro in a sitting position bent forward so she was stuck staring at her own vagina. Her legs were strapped up over and back, way past her shoulders, as if every joint in them had been dislocated. It was an impossible posture for any human being.It resulted in her vagina and arse being squeezed out and forced open, with two tortuous bands around her thighs attached to powerful coiled springs that were dragging them sideways with such force, that if any more were to be applied, part of her would snap and her pubic bone would crack; like a fleshless wish-bone pulled with two little fingers from a Christmas Turkey.A murmur of fear and delight went up from those gathered. John heard Henrietta say, %u201cExtraordinary. I bet you would like me in that, George?%u201d It was an incredible sight. More slim ropes were wound around each of her breasts so tightly, that her breasts were no longer breastshaped. They had been cruelly transformed into cylinders that extended The Undertaker