Chapter Seven
In the morning I was finally released and allowed to use the pit behind the barn before being given my breakfast. My breasts were badly swollen and well-colored with dark red and purple patches. My n*****s were still elongated from the stretching and so sore even to the slightest touch.
Before long I was out in the yard standing behind the four wheeler once more. I hoped that they weren’t going to use the clamps on my t**s again this morning. My hands were cuffed behind my back and a metal clip on the end of a rough piece of twisted rope was hooked to the chain between my wrists. Adam pulled the rope between my legs and fastened it to the rear rack on the four wheeler.
With a quick push on the accelerator he took up the slack, yanking the rope up between my legs. The rope
