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161out from her rib cage at least twelve inches, narrowing at their ends and squeezing two fleshly, large, nipple-covered bulbs at their ends. Each was squeezed forward with such pressure, they resembled over-blown balloons, one breath more away from exploding.Alan lay with his huge cock poised, ready for entry, with his stomach on her, and his body pulled back awkwardly by her bent posture. His head was tilted to one side. His nose and mouth had hanging mucus which broke away and fell, covering Caroline%u2019s vagina with a shiny film that glistened and stuck like glue to her soft interior. %u201cWhat%u2019s he doing?%u201d someone asked.%u201cThis is a torture dungeon,%u201d Jennifer said. %u201cHe%u2019s reading the many instructions written on her body. He%u2019s been told that he must carry out one of the instructions before he can enter.%u201dThey saw him take hold of a nine inch flat skewer, one normally used to grill kebabs. It hung from a cord on a safety pin, no longer visible under the ropes, stuck through Caroline%u2019s breast. They watched in awe, with a few of the women squirming, as he lined up the flat, sharp, pointed end with the centre of her nipple on the bulb of pressurised flesh, and then he pushed it in slowly and firmly as a single jet of blood hits him in the face, and Gyro shuddered. He wiped the blood from his eyes, saw the skewer was only half way in, and reached up to shove it in fully until the wooden handle was trying to shove the bulb of breast down through the rope coil. He looked at his work, smiled, and pushed another skewer into her other breast He did it very slowly to prolong her pain, then looked towards the watchers, grabbed hold of the skewers with each hand, and turned the handles in large circles, undoubtedly causing her a lot of pain, as tears fell through the eye holes of the silent, uncomplaining, white staring mask. He continued to do it, unrestrained, and with total disregard for Gyro%u2019s wellbeing.The Dean said to John, %u201cHe%u2019s a bitter man; pleasant went sober, but a bloody demon when drunk.%u201dDawn watched in silent fascination behind John and the Dean. Alan%u2019s sadism had triggered something equally dark inside her. She had taken a bunch of ornately-headed metal cocktail sticks from the drinks The Undertaker