Yes doctor." Carol said feeling very emotionally confused. She thought she already was submissive, but.... "Under the circumstances I think you shou...d say yes Ma'am. It shows a little more respect don't you think?" "Y...y...yes, Ma'am." "Good. Now I want you to pull your panties down to your knees and then resume your current posistion." Carols head spun. She glanced over at her husband but he could only look at her helplessly. What could she do? "Y...y...yes, Ma'am" Carol stammered. There was a vibrancy, an energy that wasn`t there before. A real sense of urgency. The shadows danced in welcome around Franz`s feet and across the ceiling. The alter had been laid out. There were burning candles and advanced pentagrams inlaid with obscure symbols, some that Franz recognised others that he did not.“Get her down here man.” Continued Albert. “There`s no time to lose. She needs to be fucked within the next thirty minutes or it all goes to shit. Does she know what`s about to. He told me to open again and I did. And back into my mouth and down my throat it went! He started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth and throat. I was gagging so much! He was moaning, Ms J was chuckling and keeping me still. I was choking on this giant cock being rammed into my throat over and over! After like, I dunno, 17 hours, he stopped and I spit up all this... I dunno... goo that ran all over my face. I tried to wipe it away, but Mr T grabbed my hand and told me not to touch.Then. And it was too late…"You will be fine just by cooperating a little bit". The black figure said."Cooperating how?" I asked in a shy way."A hand job…" He whispered in my ear. “A simple one…”A simple stroke job, I thought to myself… and I could go my way. It probably would not take long… It sounded better than being taken in the ass…I finally nodded my head and sniffled back some tears."I will let go your arm, but my knife will not leave your throat”. I just nodded again, understanding…"Remember.