<span style="font-weight: bold">Ambrosine</span><br/><br/>I was lifted with no more difficulty or thought than a sack of potatoes, and dropped over the hot coals. Briefly, the heat was welcome relief for my wounded body… and then it began to burn. Tears poured from my eyes, hissing and spitting as they hit the coals below… Cock slapped my face, humiliating… and from behind, penetration. A thickness that filled me utterly, and began to tear… but soon, the slow fucking became almost gentle. Roasting alone provided the<span style="font-style: italic">agony</span>, as sex sensitised my slowly crisping skin.<br/><br/>At least I wasn’t going to die a virgin.