M slowly withdrew the strap-on. Streaks of slime and blood covered it from tip to base."We have to plug the mess. Get me that box over there", she sai... to Janet. Janet gave the box to M who opened it and took out 5 large sized tampons. One by one she pushed them into Cindy's bloody pisshole until all had been inserted. 5 strings dangled between her legs."She'll be fine, she's used to that.", was all what M had to say about it.Cindy grabbed the skirt from the ground and started to dress. With. But as she’d sat in her office and walked the floor of the store all morning, the thrill and the danger of being so aroused in public had threatened to drive her insane with excitement. The machine would come on at random times and intervals, always catching her off guard. A couple of times it started while she was helping a customer and had to quickly finish the sales and shoo them away before embarrassing herself. More than once she’d considered running to the bathroom, snatching the vibe out. Schools, churches, governmental institutions and the world’s writers, philosophers, and spokespersons were now addressing — frequently and without embarrassment — the changing nature of life on earth.People (especially young children) were taught carefully to raise themselves up as trustworthy, friendly, courteous, kind, and reverent, because the wages of sin had become, in this brave new world, extraordinarily direct.Except for my forcible rape campaign, I’d stayed pretty completely clear of. A moment later a rope dropped down over my head and tightened around my neck, making it impossible for me to move from this spot.I heard some buckles being unfastened and I thought at first that Ken and his Uncle were taking their pants off. I was being premature. I felt them kneeling on either side of me and fastening leather straps to my upper thighs. They took every opportunity to rub their fingers over my mound and across the cheeks of my ass through my underwear as they attached the.