As she began to gather enough courage to run Lileanth reached out and carved runes into the air, the very atmosphere shining with the passing of her f...ngers. As Lileanth finished writing her phrase darkness swirled around Cindy's feet, tendrils of it reaching up and wrapping around her jeans. Where the tendrils touched, material seemed to melt off, the effect spreading until Cindy's jeans were nothing more than tatters floating to the floor. Lileanth purred into Cindy's ear, her voice causing. The two women from earlier returned and lifted me out. Myhead hung limply, but that led my eyes directly to my chest. Afterall, when your entire field of vision is taken up by them, they're kindof hard to miss.Mistress walked up to me and toweled me dry, the warm, soft terryclothfeeling so good on my skin. The women sat me down as my Mistresscontinued to groom me. She brushed my hair and began to braid it toeach side. I wanted to object, but I was too relaxed. I was contentto let her do. .........................Life went on in Cockington as always . Boring as hell and twice as shitty.Nothing ever happened in Cocking ton ,everyone knew that.It was Sunday evening and Harriet and Hermoine had packed small brown suitcases with the bare necessities of life.“Why if fuck did we do that” said Hermoine.“I have not a fucking clue” replied Harriet.Hermoine was sleeping over again and the girls were eager to start licking each other out and Harriet had even “borrowed” her mums huge black. Sophie took in the scene, women sucking men, men fucking women, she'd stumbled into a dogging session. She knew she should turn back and leave but she'd never experienced dogging before and also as a keen voyeur she was magnetised to her present situation. She continued to watch, no-one caring that they were an object of fascination to the stranger who walked between them, they were exhibitionists so the more the merrier as far as they were concerned.The sights of cocks sliding up and down.