It's a holographic illusion. It's all part of the gravitational illusion."Isabelle shook her head in confusion. "I don't understand. What does that me...n?" I don't know. Ask Jim when you meet him." They were both wide awake, and Isabelle tried one of the ears of corn after roasting it over a small fire. She commented that it was the most delicious illusion she ever ate.The rest of their night was restful and uneventful, and they broke camp shortly before daybreak. "Look mom! There's the moon.. Oh, Mick’s winch works a treat. Apart from what the guys do to me on a Friday evening, I often winch myself up, upside down with my magic wand strapped to my thigh with the business end resting on my clit. Oh, it’s so awesome.One time that I did it straight after I got home from school I threw the winch control away from me knowing that I had no way of getting myself down. I wasn’t worried because I knew that Ben gets home about an hour after me; except for that one night.Something happened at. She has lost total control and to Brute she was just another bitch for him to enjoy. He shoots his sperm into her over and over again. His face shows how pleased he is as he lays on top of the body. His heart is beating fast and he is panting but he has conquered this cocky human. She is his and he wants to meet her again.Brute does not stay too long tied as he wants to hear this bitch scream again. He can feel his knot is very tight in her pussy so without warning he rips it out with sperm. Oh how I loved the force, reaching down to rub my cunt I could feel I was so wet I was dripping. Bobbing my head faster and hard. Sucking like my life depended on it. I was stopped by him pulling my head back by my hair. “No more my sweet. You need that good hard fucking now don’t you?”. Licking my lips “Oh yes please”. “Please what you fucking slut?”“Please sir” I responded. “That’s more like it, you like being controlled don’t you.”Pulling me up off the floor he spun me around pushing me onto.