Henri steps back and admires his work. He giggles as you endure extreme pain. Reaching up to your tits he shakes each one to watch them jiggle. Henri is quite insane; he suffered a head injury many years ago and now takes great delight in inflicting pain. He unzips his pants and steps out of them. Grabbing himself he fondles his dick until it is hard. His other hand plays with your body. Walking behind you, he presses his dick head against your asshole. Rubbing back and forth he lubricates it with blood and semen which drips from you. Thrusting hard and upward he penetrates your butt. Pulling your hips into him. The motion stretches you and your breasts pull against the nails that hols them to the wood. His dick is fat, it stretches you, tearing you more. Humping like a wild animal or young boy with his first taste of pussy he pounds into you savagely. His orgasm is large, you feel the dick swell, he unloads a giant wad in your ass. He stays inside you, flexing his dick, making sure all his spunk is out. Pulling away from you his whispers, that just number one. He wipes his penis on your but.
As he regains his breath, he reaches for a bag of tools. Rummaging in it he removes a large mallet and a pair of pliers. Now standing in front of you he gives another sadistic smile. He takes the pliers and squashes them around your left pinky finger. Squeezing hard, he bends the finger back. You hear a crack; "is that my finger?" The pain you feel tells you that it is. Henri giggles, he is hard again. Releasing your finger from the pliers, you finger stands at an odd angle; pulled from the socket, swelling. He strokes his penis as he takes the pliers and does the same to your left ring finger. Only this time he twists as he bends it back. Continuing to stroke, he shoots another load onto your lower belly.
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