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When the tattoos were finished many people had tasted what Jessie’s body produced to Express her pleasure. The woman stepped back and told the audience to go ahead and use Jessie anyway they wished. Jessie was fucked by over three hundred men that day and could not walk for a week as her bodies holes healed and she leaked cum from her cunt and anus for two hours. Her new tattoos were permanent reminders of this days events. This Brunette story stands– more or less– on its own but might make more sense if you have read the previous chapters. This final chapter again gets a little intense as Marcella is forced to face whether or not she is a true pain slut. There is some not very nice and not all that sexy electro-pain stuff leading up to the conclusion of the story. If you are not into electro-pain and want to skip that, just scroll or search down to where Plato says he has had to make a deal with the devil. It is all totally non-sexual techno-nerd stuff from that point out as I wind up the story... but leave the possibility open for a sequel. WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted Still in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2019 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. Marcella was a naked ‘X’ in the middle of a large bondage frame, hanging with her feet just off the floor. Her legs were tightly pulled so wide apart that her cunt was very nearly gaping open. Bright lights shining down on her from all angles reflected off the sheen of perspiration on her body. Those same lights kept her from seeing out into the darkness which surrounded her. She couldn’t quite remember how she had come to be here. Her last memory was leaving the apartment to go to work. A large black van pulled up alongside her as she was driving down the road and then... and then... nothing. Then she was here. A masked woman in a black, full-body catsuit was standing before her. With Marcella’s legs stretched Natural tits so widely, her own eye level was lower than the woman’s so she was forced to look up at her. The lower part of the woman’s face, which was uncovered, showed a moderately dark-complected face with the beginnings of age lines around the mouth. That, and the hint of crow’s feet visible through the eye holes of the mask made Marcella think the woman was in her late thirties or early forties. The piercing green eyes gave no hint of age, but their coldness was more than somewhat frightening. “I understand that you are very good at your job, Miss Henry,” the tits woman said with a smile accentuated by very white teeth outlined in lips coated with a bright red lipstick. Her face– and voice– then turned very harsh as she said, “So am I.” She stepped forward and glared down into Marcella’s eyes and said slowly and distinctly, “I am very good at my job.” This close, flecks of brown were visible in the woman’s green eyes. They didn’t make them look any warmer. After a moment she stepped back and said brightly, “I was surprised to hear that Jorge had failed.” She gave a smirking shrug and added, “But that’s an occupational risk.” Then she grabbed Marcella’s left nipple and twisted– hard. “But Jorge Hernandez has never had a woman turn Big Boobs against him... never!” She twisted even harder. Rob shot him an angry look. Masturbation wasn't cutting it. “It was,” Leveria’s voice was shaking, “Until Natural tits you walked through the door. “I do. We wait nearly half an hour by my guess. My cock took quite a beating back tits in my office after that Still exam. She quickly inserted her finger into her mouth and sucked the precious fluid down her throat. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity he heard a key turn in the Brunette door. 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