Intense Passionate Encounter With A Stunning Teen In Seductive Stockings

For a moment, her resolution wavered. ‘Red hair. But of her newly installed cover, she could feel nothing, but the awkward presence of a foreign object in her urethra. Waiting. In a cold hard voice, she said, “Your days as a malcontent are now over. “Thank you.” Jessy said, her eyes damp. “You used the word ‘please’ twice in the same sentence! Finally she quit fighting and stood, glaring at Taggert. We’ll keep her occupied, she’ll not be trouble any longer.”
“You can’t make me do shit.”
Taggert held up a hand to forestall Jessy’s response. Taggert said something to her, then plunged her hand into her pocket. “It’s a clit ring,” Harriet said evenly, “The needle part,” she said coldly, and with relish, “goes right through your clit and, out the other side. Do you understand me?”
Now almost too terrified to even speak, Quinn stared up in abject horror as Taggert began calmly cutting off her skirt with the scissors, not stopping until it was in a pile of ribbons on the floor.