When my hands reached Dane's waist band I traced it to the front of his jeans. Slowly I kissed my way down the front of his body. Pausing to flick my ...ongue over each of his nipples, suck each of them for a few moments. I paused again at his belly button, nibbling the edge of it before moving on. Now I was kneeling in front of him. I looked up to watch him as I freed the button of his jeans, and then as I pulled his zipped down. I traced my nails over the large bulge beside his zipper, smiling. Another button; just above my nipples. "Lower" Sarah whispered. I looked at you plaintively only to see a lust-filled smile. Another button; my nipples were visible; hard and pointed. "Look at how excited she is" Suzie whispered in my ear. "You like this, don't you?" I could only nod weakly. I could feel my pussy oozing."Now, how short will her dress be?" Suzie whispered. "Much shorter than this" you whispered. Suzie reached down and began unbuttoning my dress from the bottom, three or four. She looked her worst. She had lost weight, her hair was all matted and stringy. She followed him, her breasts dangling below her as she crawled down the dimly lit corridor. They stopped at the entrance to the torture chamber.?What is it going to be?? the pastor asked her.Casey lifted herself up, straightening her back, still on her knees. She looked the pastor in the eye and said, ?Jesus.? She paused and took a deep breath. ?Jesus,? she repeated, ?I love sodomy and so do you.?The pastor dropped. We couldn’t kill her. Relaria was a conniving bitch, but she didn’t deserve to die by Faoril’s magic. Relaria stumbled back. Her tail swishing back and forth and her cat-like ears twitched. She didn’t fall on the floor, scream in pain, or do anything but stretch her back, her slim ass swaying.“Go to bed,” Faoril commanded. “Don’t leave this room without my permission.”“Okay,” Relaria said, her words a monotone, dull, all her passion gone. She turned around, licking her lips. Then, as she walked.