Mei Feng grit her teeth to give the man no satisfaction as his lips went to work on what he’d so crudely named her virgin cunt.  Whimpers escaped her lips as his tongue caresses her in such delightful ways.  She struggled against the stones that held her bound, then gasped and arched her back off of the stone table, breasts thrusting into the air.  “Ahh!  No, no, no!  Stop that, stop, stop, no!”  Her piping voice was sweet with passions and her hips moved involuntarily against the bastard’s tongue.  “Please!”<br/>And then, just as she was growing close, as lightning coiled in her spine, the bastard stopped.  He asked his question and she replied with words that had never passed her proper lips before, “Fuck you, bastard, and go directly to hell!”  She sobbed, clenching her jaw shut.<br/>Too late, a nagging voice in the back of her head questioned why she was prepared to suffer so much for that bitch…<br/>