.a buttplug” I said with a grin….”C´mon, whore, make it wet!”….she jumped at it and began to lick and to suck the hard black rubber prod wh...ch was decorated with a jewel-looking piece of glass at the end….for the whore with style, I guess.The bag further contained a collar with the word “LENA” on it, with the matching leash, and a rather substantial black dildo with a head largelike a manadrine orange.I took it, and looked questioning on Carl “Can she….?”…he smiled and said something like “with. “Get out.” He said with authority. I obeyed his command and he was behind me almost before I realized. He placed the cuffs on me, read me my rights as he patted me down and then he turned me to face him. “Do you understand your rights?” “Yes sir.” I almost whispered. He then got grip on my forearm and walked me toward a wooded area. My wonder of what was to come kept me looking back on occasion, only to see the same serious expression on his rugged face. After what seemed forever, we stopped in. The bed head knocked against the bedroom wall. The bed springs protested. Maggie came, then came again, until she sank exhausted beside her son. She lay there, panting, gasping for breath. Her chest heaved.“I fucking needed that. Now, I’d better suck your cock, then I’ve got to go to work,” Maggie said.“I’ll do it, if you’d like,” Emily said, from a chair at the base of the bed. She had rolled out of the bed when Phil got in the other side. She had what she came for, Maggie had told her what. I pull out a nice dress as she continues to put on her makeup. I lay out her brushes and combs for easy access.I step out to the hall and call for Dakota, Jill, and Tina. They all hurry to the room. Each of the ladies knew exactly what to do to help Jennifer.Jill took over her hair, Dakota took over putting the finishing touches of the makeup, and Tina pulled out the accessories and changed her purse over to the new purse.In about 5 minutes, Jennifer had been transformed into yet another.