The woman struggled to her feet."Knickers," snapped Tracy and with joyous barks the pair of dogs reduced the lacy garment to rags. The cellist stood t...ying to cover her vulva with her gloved hands. She was bruised and swollen after the pack rape and bewildered and frightened by the dogs."Oh dear," said Tracy, "Rubbing yourself, eh? Feeling sexy are we?"The woman shook her head and looked panicked."Take off those gloves, then," said Tracy, "and we'll see what we can do for you."The cellist. “I fear that I am destined to live a life of lonely solitude until Mario accepts our love and allows us to marry. You know that I ask for your hand every time I see him.”Sophia playfully slaps my chest and asks, “Stephan, you tease me too much sometimes. Which do you want today, the Buttercream Chardonnay or the Belvino Pinot Grigio?”“Neither, I think. The sky is like summer today, so I believe a Tuscan Sangria is in order. What do you think?”“An excellent choice,” Sophia said with admiration.. By the end of the day, Marie was glad to see the final two boys leave so she could reach up under her dress and slide two fingers in and out of her vagina, rubbing her clit furiously with a thumb until she found relief.The following morning, however, she was sore. Her nipples protruded from her round breasts, swollen and red from the long suckling times the day before. Immediately after breakfast, the first two boys from the day before came in and latched on. The process was followed on a daily. " You don't have the whole story," Richie said. "Everything was your fucking Aunt Jo's doing."Melinda looked aghast. "What?!" Yeah, the same bitch who wants you as her freaking fuck toy. She tricked your mother into doing a deal with the Darkness." Ohmigod. She really ... she actually..." Listen to me! She really did do it because she thought it would protect you and Heather." That's bullshit, Richie. No one could possibly--" And Victor helped Jo fuck up your mother."Melinda was struck.