Apparently, when they thought I was elsewhere, more than a gaze had flickered.I imagine any parent fearing his child is molested knows that feeling in...the pit of the stomach, the icy tightening that seems to tingle right through your bowels and make you fear you're about to loose control of your sphincter. And the rage, the awful rage, the rage that you know has to be contained. In my head, I kept hearing the mantra we learned at that company-sponsored workshop - companies had to sponsor it. After she finished plucking, she licked the twenty hairs off of her palm and felt them spreading across her tongue, floating in her saliva just above her taste buds. She didnt gag and was proud of it. She drained the first enema out easily then filled herself with the second batch. She looked at the clock – eight twenty-nine. The same time every day. She would spend eight-thirty until nine on her back in bed, motionless, another component of Loras training. Shed cried every day and wondered if. She had also had the pleasure on peeing on both of the ladies faces . She now had permanent piercings on her tits & belly button . She had a specially made collar & leash, she had no gag reflex & now could deepthroat Master Max's cock like Carol and Joyce. Her ass was gaped , Max had fucked her ass at least 10 times while she stayed in the basement dungeon. While she got fucked she always ate pussy whether its was Sonia's or Carol's . Before she left for her brief vacation from the dungeon ,. 1st didi na takya uthaya or apni choot ka sath rakh kar ragarna lagi, or eyes band kar leen, or apna aik lip teents ka neech phansa kar muskarana lagi, to maina poocha kaya soch rahi ho to boli tara land apni choot main ragar rahi hoain.Phir vo ultee late gae or bed sheet ko zor sa pakar kar phudee ko sath laga deya foam ka or aga peecha hilna lagi, jis sa us ka mota chootar be hilna laga, phir maina poocha ab? To boli toon maree gand mar hai taaze sa or neecha maree phudee main finger dal kar.