Tim's Tools

As the intruder moved toward the jewelery box and purse on the dresser his foot hit a canvas bag filled with hard objects. He reached down and grabbed the bag; it was filled with Binford tools: the Tool Man's tools!

The intruder pulled out a couple of tools and returned to the still-sobbing Jill. Roughly, he flipped her back over onto her back. Jill looked at him with a mixture of hatred and revulsion. When she saw what he was holding, her eyes bugged out with terror.

"Here, Mrs. Tool Man," he held out a heavy hammer. "Slide Tim's hammer up your pussy and fuck yourself! If you don't give me a good show, I'll trim your tits with this." In his other hand the intruder held up a sharp box cutter.

Jill, filled with dread, took the hammer from the man. She knew he was serious about slicing up her breasts. The handle of the hammer was long, over a foot long, and it was padded with a thick grip. How could she take it in her pussy?