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145He slid away until she felt his mouth against her vagina and two claws pulling her labia apart, violently, hard, uncaringly; his nails pushing right through them as he stretched it wide. He sniffed and spat again, and she felt the force of it drive a gob ball into her vulva. It thrilled her, and then his tongue pushed in, forcing the muck up high inside her. He took his tongue out and repeated it, maybe six times until she could feel her vagina was full of is mess.She felt one of his hands let go, and his razor-sharp nails plough into the area around her clitoris. His thumb, index and fore finger exerted force to drive his long nails, like three scalpels, all the way in. His hand vibrated, twisting and turning, sending waves of pain, initially, up through her body, causing her to gasp and her eyes to water. She was bleeding. Why was he hurting her so? The answer came as he licked her, pulling his nails out and flicking his tongue rapidly against her bleeding clitoris. The pain transformed into waves of intense pleasure of such strength, she nearly reached orgasm, and would have done had he not stopped.He slid up over her again, laying another whole sheet of mucus over her. There was a faint chink of metal. She strained to see. He was holding a dinner fork over her right breast and she watched as he brought the pointed prongs down to touch the centre of her breast against her areola. He looked into her eyes as he slowly exerted pressure on the fork. Her breast resisted, but he pressed harder until she felt the pain of the prongs piercing through the surface as he drove the entire length of them, firmly, slowly, all the way in.He wiggled it as if to see it was solid and in tight. He wasn%u2019t happy. She watched it disbelieve and immense pain, which made her moan, as he forced it deeper until only the slender handle was visible and to the point where she felt it make contact with one her ribs. She shrieked in The Carer