With a hideous laugh he looked up at
Megyn. XXNX no more.”
The chains were wrapped around twice and attached with and “S” hook. When her feet touched the
ground the chains were removed from her skinned ankles. “Oh NO, Don’t. You are going to be
red as a beet all over. He squeezed and rubbed each tit watching in fascination
her contorted face. Michael played with her tits, spraying one and then the other, watching them jiggle, shake. “WE have a better idea for you.”
Two men dragged four cinder blocks next to Megyn’s feet. Megyn’s head hung down, almost unconscious from the pain. “Michael, you can’t. He sprayed her breasts side to side, up and down. He looked her in the eye watching her terror as
she knew what was coming. They looked up and smiled at Megyn. Megyn heard the winch ratcheting as she was slowly raised
