It fit, barely, and it pinched my toes, but I didn’t care.I found the other heel and ran out of the closet to her dresser, throwing open the drawers... It was mom underwear, all cotton panties and high-waisted bottoms. The sock drawer had socks in it. Shocker, right? But I knew she had more. She wore stockings on her dates. Where were they?Under the bed.The long, low box slid right out and folded open. And inside was a treasure trove. Panties and thongs and bras and stockings and garters. I. Ricardo’s hands flew like lightning to grab her.What followed was like a dream, a nightmare that unfurled with crystal clarity. Ricardo’s arm whipped like a snake striking at her wrist. He barely missed his target. Jessica had anticipated him just in time and she was pulling back as fast as she could. Ricardo’s hand grabbed the knife blade instead, so fiercely that he pulled it from Jessica’s hand. The blade sliced deep into his palm and fingers but he didn’t seem to care. Ricardo pivoted from. Waves of pleasure were coursing over her body. Her abused vagina was sorely flexing involuntarily, every so often another glob of Kaci's cum would leak out, running down her butt.In the spirit of trying new things, as her orgasm quickly approached, Alicia reached around her wobbling ass, rippling as her muscled spasmed trying to keep up with the stimulation her clit was providing. She shoved a cum-stained index finger into her tiny asshole, gasping for air the second she did. Her own pussy. A maid perhaps? The drugs coursing through her system proved too strong, however, and she never got a clear look at her captor. Her vision faded to black.She jerked wide awake when she felt the liquid flowing over her chest. She looked around wildly, completely disoriented. She was in a small chamber of some sort, with harsh white lights. She was restrained at her wrists and ankles, but couldn't see how due to the thick, glistening liquid that was rising ever closer to her mouth. The face of a.