Chapter Nineteen
Breaking Point
Kara leaned down and licked a tear off my cheek. There were plenty of them to lick because I had been crying silently for the past half hour. Then her hand snaked down and tugged at the chain that led from my d**k to my left n****e. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my lips.
“Sit up straight, Jimmy,” she admonished. “I want you to look pretty for all of my friends.”
“Her friends?” I thought. “Half of them had been my friends only one week ago.”
I straightened my back, which caused both n****e chains to pull my d**k up into even more of a parody of a healthy erection. The pressure caused the two n****e rings and the one in my p***s to go from a constant dull ache to piercing anguish. I groaned out my discomfort.
“Be silent, Jimmy,” Kara said softly,
