As I relaxed a little I could feel the head slide in, stretching me to open as it did. Then I felt the magic ‘pop’, a feeling I love as I knew he ...as now inside me.“Does that feel nice John? Would you like more?”I looked over my shoulder at Geoff, then between my legs at the 7 ½ inches left to take in.“I do want more. Ready?”With this I started to slowly move up and down taking a centimetre at a time, easing this massive cock deeper and deeper, my hands, arms and legs supporting my weight as I. Was there no end to it?"You seen enough yet?" He grinned at her. "There's plenty more." Drop them completely and stop playing silly games." Aye-aye, ma'am. You've got a load of cum on your shirt, ma'am, by the way. You ought to get it in to soak. Cold water's best. Leave it in to soak overnight. In fact, that's what I like to do best of all."Why did everything this young man said seem to sound like a double entendre? "Mr Mouse, if you would kindly lower your trousers all the way down, please.. .” and now she whispered like it was a secret even though it was just the two of us there. “Sometimes I pretend to sleep through the whole thing.”The 'Sleeping Beauty thing' was all Lucy. Her game. Kind of a role play thing really but mostly in her head. We all did different role plays now and then for fun, but Lucy was the only one who could really get into it. Me, I just can't act, I guess. Can't get into character enough to make it work very well. For me at least.Cait can, but only if it's. At one point one of us will scream, “Kill the fucking cunt” and, while he is tied down, we wrap cellophane wrapping around his head. He thinks he is going to die. We remove the cellophane within thirty seconds after he passes out. Finally, and the best part, we jab electrodes into his testes and apply voltage—5 minutes on and 10 minutes off—for twelve hours. There may be no greater pain. Afterward, they gladly will beg us to turn them in a woman.We go way beyond terror. The extended torture.