When I was done, I noticed the present that was on the bed. It was a long jewelry box. I opened it up and inside was a diamond tennis bracelet. It wa... beautiful. Brad had excellent taste. I put it on and got inside of the bed. I dozed off for a few hours. I wondered what he had planned for the evening. When I woke up, I went back into the bathroom to take a shower. The water felt amazing on my body. I really enjoyed the shower head. I noticed it was the kind that was removable. I took it down. When the men are through, I am left on the bed, tied to the corners, unable to move. I lay there in the wet spunky sheets, used and tired but feeling amazing. During the course of the evening, each of the men returns randomly to fuck me again. And again. I lose count of the number of times I’m used, but it exceeds a half dozen per man. Between each, I am left there, alone, to contemplate my worth, and with each fuck I am given the incredible combination of pain and pleasure building in my. Lynn prepared a fine meal for her husband, attending to every detail that he enjoyed in his food. During dinner she went forward with her story of the strange encounter she had. Finally finishing her unbelievable tale, she told him of her new life, and its irreversibility. She told him of her increasing need for attention, and the results it would have if she were not to be vanquished regularly. She finished with the invitation that her tormentor had given her to allow him to have his sexual. “But you taste much better,” I smiled, as her own juices followed Ted’s onto my lapping, swirling tongue.When we finally did our usual clit on clit grinding, I remarked that she seemed to ooze much more juice onto my bush than usual. “Some of that is Ted Juice,” she closed her eyes and purred happily, obviously remembering the sight, sound, and scent of Ted having spent the last three days so lovingly fucking the living hell out her with his big black cock.She also told me that she loves me.