tongue, slyly smiling and now again I felt only her hot breath near the penis, but not touch.

Not enduring this mockery, I put one hand on the back of the girl’s head, and the other embraced her excited breasts, hidden by a T-shirt cloth. Having made a sharp push forward, I heard such a delightful and amusing squish that my whole body pierced like an electric shock. In tune to the sound, the tactile sensations of a narrow neck and a picture of a child’s face pressing against a knotted penis were added. All these three components led me to wild delight. I started as if to start ramming Annie who was frantically moaning, my eyes were clouded with fog, and the fists of the girl, who were protesting against my thighs, only provoked me.

And suddenly, at the very height, almost before the climax, the door to our room opened wide. A sullen guard appeared on the threshold.

- Check! - He snapped and stepped heavily into the room with a forged boot.

I stopped ramming a girl's mouth and froze in confusion. But Annie did not lose her head. Realizing that we are not doing anything forbidden, she with renewed vigor began to push herself into my dick, uttering now content moans and moans. Taking hold of her little ears, I crushed the girl so that my wrinkled eggs hit her on the delicate chin.

Not seeing anything reprehensible, the caretaker left the room, finally flashing a stun holster from a stun gun. When the door closed behind him, I whispered:

- Well, and you say “this never happened” ...

Annie did not answer, because her cute mouth was busy with very important things. The next moment, she swung forward and now she herself swallowed so deeply that tears spilled from her lovely eyes. Assessing the girl's bravery, my dick was rapidly discharged into her mouth, so much so that Annie could not swallow everything, a white trickle ran across the corner of her mouth, soiling her T-shirt. With a smacking of my mouth, I bent down and licked my sticky nectar. It was hardly a touch of my lips could be considered as a kiss, however, it does not matter, since the caretaker has already left our home.

I turned my gaze down to Annie, who was flushed and disheveled. Finally, tickling my neighbor's neck, I collapsed onto the bed without strength, and Annie rose and wandered to her bed, reeling, as if after heavy physical exertion. After enjoying her bare ass, flashed out from under the floor of a too short T-shirt, I turned away, set the alarm and fell into a heavy, dreamless sleep.

*************

In the morning at ten to eight in the morning I was already in school torture. A lovely executioner girl in a modest dress has already prepared tools - a rusty saw, bandage and annihilator. I appreciated her forms when she leaned over to get my personal business from the bottom drawer of the table. Delightful ass did not hide anything, except for the hem of the dress. I involuntarily took a step forward and put my outstretched palm on the sirloin of the executioner girl. She did not straighten my hand, but turned and said with a charming smile:

- My name is Tiffany, I'm your executioner, Tim. Do not forget about it.

“Yes, I'm sorry,” I said, removing my hand.

Tiffany leaned over and friendly kissed me at the tip of the penis, making it clear that you shouldn't worry.

- Why did you drink? The verdict was “cut off” and not “cut off,” I asked, touching the rusty teeth of the instrument with my finger.

“Oh, no worries, you can appeal the wrongful execution of the sentence within seven calendar days,” Tiffany said in a bureaucratic voice.

“But ...” I tried to insert.

“You shouldn't bother with an unnecessary discussion,” Tiffany’s gentle voice contrasted sharply with what she began to do.In her hands a huge rusty saw looked eerily ridiculous.

- You will not even tie me? - I asked puzzled.

“Resistance will only increase your suffering,” the girl sighed.

- That is, I need to stand and watch how you will cut my fingers with a blunt saw?

“Alas,” Tiffany spread her arms, which made her tall, handsome breasts twitch from side to side.

I took a step back. Tiffany sighed again and walked toward me. I rushed to the door in horror, but there, unlike the doors in the hostel, there was a lock. Pulling the handle, I looked around. Gentle fingers Tiffany lay on my shoulder and pushed into a chair that materialized nearby. I stopped blinking in horror and with trepidation I saw how the teeth of the saw touched my outspread fingers. I felt everything perfectly, but I couldn’t lift my hand, I managed to make only a wild cry of a distraught creature in anticipation of what was about to happen.

Hellish pain shot through me when Tiffany pressed and her teeth pressed into the flesh. And I experienced absolutely fantastic suffering when Tiffany began to cut her fingers, flicking rusty pointed metal over the wounds, deepening and expanding them. I was so hoarse that I couldn’t scream anymore, but only softly wheezed from pain and horror, sobbing and choking on tears. At the moment when she reached the bone, I tried to lose consciousness, but it was not there - the pain continued to torment me, tearing me into small pieces. I experienced a slight relief when the girl finished with her left hand, leaving only five bleeding stumps on her and had not yet started her right, but it almost immediately changed to a stunning wave of new pain when the rusty teeth touched the fingers on the second limb.

Five minutes later it was all over. I was finally able to move and suddenly felt gratitude to my executioner, because it was not for nothing that a bandage lay on the table with the tools. The girl did her best not to cause me new sufferings when she carefully sheathed my stumps. I watched her manipulations with a barked face, and I wanted to hug this girl, who literally just cut off all my fingers with a rusty saw.

And then five minutes expired and Tiffany waved a pen to me, pointing the annihilator right in my face. A bright flash flashed and I fell into ignorance.

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... to wake up in the same room in an hour. I immediately touched my fingers. They were in place, pink, new, flexible. “Maybe it was a dream?” Flashed through my head. But Tiffany did not give in to doubt, having arisen nearby and showed with a glance at the stumps that were neatly folded on the table.

- Do not want to take away for memory? She asked in a sweet little voice.

- What?! - I exhaled.

- Yes, I joke, I joke. But now seriously. From now on you are forbidden for three days to engage in any kind of sex, including masturbation and oral sex. Any ejaculation that you have done during this period is punishable by cutting off the legs and arms, followed by a penalty a week later and then resurrection with full memory preservation. Do you understand me?

“Got it,” I mumbled.

- Now get up to better see the punishment of your girlfriend Yuki.

- Will you beat her with a bat and brass knuckles too?

“No, we have special people for that,” Tiffany smiled.