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delicious crack in her ass imaging the treasure that lay snuggled between her humid cheeks. He could make out tiny errant black hairs that peeked out between her tempting slit. He wanted to see more of her, but first she would be bound and spread.
    "Help me, Samuel.” They both grabbed her, Sarah jumping at the unexpected way they pounced on her body. They hauled her over to the cross, backing her against it, Samuel holding one slim arm up into the air as Jerry Lee waited with the black iron band to ensnare her slender wrist. He grabbed her wrist in the iron band, snapping it shut, years of practice making it look so easy. She struggled when she felt the first band on her wrist, but Samuel released the pinned arm, able to use two hands to pin her other arm for Jerry Lee. He released her arm, as Jerry Lee secured the second wrist, stepping back to admire Jerry Lee's work.
    She tugged on the iron bands that ringed her wrists, feeling the unyielding metal digging into her tender skin. The chains rattled noisily, but her arms couldn't move but an inch. She looked down, embarrassed to see her pendulous breasts dancing from her exaggerated shaking. She stopped struggling instantly, looking up at each corner of the cross, her arms spread wide and high, suddenly realizing that she was helpless, her naked body vulnerable.
    Her proud titties heaved on her chest, the full nipples hardened by her struggle pointed high up, her chest arched by the acute angle of the cross which thrust out the breasts of the unwilling occupant. Such tempting targets for the whip. “Grab a leg, I'll get the other.” Jerry Lee was getting impatient, wanting her bound and at his mercy. His cock throbbed in his pants as he yanked one leg harshly to the side, a cry from her lips as Samuel was also successful in yanking her other leg until they spread her like a Thanksgiving turkey.
    She was sweating profusely as they spread her legs, feeling her pussy lips pull back from the obscene spread. She gasped in pain as it felt like they were splitting her up the middle, but it did little to slow them down until they completed their terrible task. Her thighs ached as her legs were spread wider then they should have been, her body lowering on the cross, the iron bands digging tighter into the flesh of her wrists. She felt the cold iron wrapped around her ankles, the bands too tight as they snapped shut with such finality. She had to balance on her toes, her legs pulled too far to the side, her body stretched obscenely into a large “X". She felt the rough-hewn wood sliding along her naked ass, yelping as a splinter went into one cheek. She tried to settle back onto the hard wood, finding it pushing her loins out as if Sarah was offering up her sex to the whites in front of her.
    Jerry Lee pulled his cock out, stroking it unashamedly as he gazed at the juncture of her spread thighs. Her black thighs glistened in the light, the muscles taut as they tried unsuccessfully to close her legs. Her bush did little to hide the pink insides of her pussy, her dark, black lips pulled harshly to the side by the cruel spread of her legs. He could even make out her clit, the organ swollen, revealed to his eyes. He didn't know if it was the terror or arousal, but her pussy lips were wet, shimmrtinh in the light of the room.
    Jerry Lee moved close to her, his hand touching the naked skin of her hip, her body jerking from the unexpected touch. Her skin was so silky, his hands sliding up her sides, her stomach pulling in from the light touch. His hands moved up to cup her large tits, his hands underneath them, hefting up the cantaloupes, making them bounce. “I love big tits. Such lovely targets.” His fingers reached out and grasped her nipples, two fingers on each erect bud, twisting them as her lips clenched tightly in pain. He pulled them while watching her face as she bit her lip, her cries silenced by her own mouth. He would make her scream today. That is what made his cock so