She had fantasized about being forced to have sex with men: call it her **** fantasy! Many girls imagined how it would feel to be forced. Emma at one ...ime or another had imagined exactly that. But she always came away from it disgusted that a man would be that brutal to women. Emma felt a slight tingle in her loins at the thought of it.The Limo stopped in a small street in an area close to the river. A nearby red door opened and four large men approached the vehicle. Mr. Tuxedo exited the car. There was even a pole for a flag, but there wasn't any flying of course, just some old frayed cord dangling in the breeze.I sat there on Hubcap for five minutes or so while they wondered what to do. I didn't imagine Stewartville got very many visitors. Most of the stragglers were dead by now, or had found a community someplace or just made one of their own. I shifted a little, feeling my ass getting sore and Hubcap tore at the grass under the weeds, ripping clumps of dirt and roots out of the. ‘Yes, Master,’ she said, knowing that he had taken away from her all other answers. She knew that the drug had already begun to wear off, but this time it felt like an impossible effort to stir her mind into thought. Master’s programming had worn grooves into her mind, deep as chasms, and her thoughts had no way to climb out of the channels he had carved for her. She couldn’t think, not when she knew. ‘Good slave girl,’ Master whispered, carefully positioning the collar around her neck. She. .suckling my nipple..stroking stroking.and massaging my breasts.kissing gently.i was being licked in heated licks and kisses .rubbing hard stroking my vagina in her warm kisses. Her warmth overcame my vagina lost I. Her soft hot kisses and snuggles.a demonic dark massage.twisting my nipple.pinching it. And blanketing it in kisses and her warmth snuggling my bresst and nipple. Biting it hard. Pinching slow and stroking it. A shiver came over me as my breast was licked and kisses. Bitten gently..