The blonde beauty had long lost all sense of time, so she couldn’t tell how long it had taken to wash all four shackles plus the dangling long chain...in the midsection which was used to secure the victim’s waist. Having finished, she double-checked every corner and crack. Eventually Vanessa was convinced of having fulfilled her degrading duty and positioned herself in the middle of the room, facing the heavy steel door. Here she waited, on her knees, head down against the collar’s tension, drool. Ashley spoke up, “I’m ok now mom, I’m ok, I was so scared, he...he...he tried to have sex with me, al..almost too...took my virginity.” Ashley continued to cry as her mom rubbed her hand across her hair, and then kissed her forehead, “It’s ok sweety, it’s ok I’m here now.” Then realizing that there might still be danger, Mrs. Logan asked her daughter, “Where is sweety, where is that bastard?” Ashley looked up, “I don’t know, he just disapeared right before you ran in. Where were you, what. I started to second guess what I was doing, but before I could stop myself I got out of the car and headed into work, the egg still buzzing away.I decided while I was at work, if anyone was to say the word 'lunch' (because that's all people think about when they go to work) I would have to press the button on my remote. I could choose to turn it off or to a different setting.I heard people say 'lunch' eleven times today.When I heard it said one of those times I pressed the button and it started. Her tiny brown butthole. I leaned in and smelled her scent. It took everything for me to not lick her asshole. Suddenly she rolled to her back, I dodged her leg just in time. As she rolled her panties were left behind. Her dress slid down a bit. But slowly I lifted it. Her soft clam shaped vagina. She was completely bald except for a small patch above. I leaned in for a sniff. Smelling delicious. I wanted to jerk off right there ! I took a photo of her laying on her back pussy showing and titts.