At one point I made the mistake of telling someone that Sarge had not put the tightest crotchrope on me I had ever had, that turned out to be a mistake I (or should I say my pussy) would dearly pay for. The location was my idea, what he ended up doing to me was not. I dangle by my wrists attached to an overhead tree on an extremely steep hill, I can barely get any footing as the sharp slippery rock starts digging into my feet. It starts to rain as Sarge slips a quick rope around my waist and up through my tight little twat. After cutting my shirt off and beating the hell out of me with a damn ... Show more