They definitely did not like it.Victor watched as Mike ordered us into table position and stuck fleet enema bottles up our ass. They were just filled ...ith water because he reused them.“How much do those cost?”“About a dollar for two at a dollar store,” Mike squeezed a little water out to show that it was nothing more than a simple bottle.Madre’ was listening but silent. She reached into a box that seemed to be trash and pulled out two plastic bottles shaped like Honey bears. She filled them. " You know you like it though, and so do I with that smile on your face. "Awww, but I like to tease." I say. "I know...but I want in you, now." I suck one of your balls into my mouth and hum slightly. I love the sound of your pleasure. "Okay." I say as I suck your head into my mouth slowly, flicking my tongue across the tip. Because as much as I love the sound of your pleasure....I love the taste of your cum more...and I'm hungry. I move one of my hands from your thigh to under your ass for. At that point I knew the perfect thing to spend my father’s inheritance on, I would become… A mistress. I picked up the pen and rolled it between my fingers it was too thick to waste on her cunt, I spread her bruised and batter ass cheeks, she flinched from my touch her ass sore from the beating. I rolled the tip of the pen on her tight little ass hole, she squirmed begging for anything but in the ass. I removed the lid off the marker and wrote ‘cum slut’ and ‘fuck me’ on her legs and ass.I. Both Sheena and I had to relieve ourselves. She reluctantly released my leash as I entered the male facilities. I was given a very stern warning, to wait, to the point of threats of physical maiming, for Sheena when I was finished. I plunged through the door to find second world facilities in a third world country. It was nasty but I have been to gas stations in the states that were far worse. As I stood answering nature’s call two of the locals tried to chat me up. In the one phrase I did know.