The List Column 1 Item 13 Exactly in the middle of my orgasm he took a handful the hair on my forehead and snipped it off.The List Column 1 Item 13 Exactly in the middle of my orgasm he took a handful the hair on my forehead and snipped it off. I screamed against the gag. He was cutting my hair off! I strained against everything that was holding me. I heaved against the chair, trying to tip it, the vibrators forgotten in my fear, but I could barely move. I twisted frantically inside the torso, my movements made uncoordinated and spasmodic by the ongoing orgasm. I couldn't even stretch the tape. I could turn my head a few inches to the side, but that was all. I tried to jerk my head away from his hands, but he easily took another snip, again from my forehead. And another. In my panic, I actually forgot about the gag and continued futilely to scream at him to stop, even though I could hear I was just making squealing noises. My heart was racing. |