Is that right, Daphne?" My hand feelth wike it'th gone numb," the little girl sleepilyreported."You can't feel me touching your hand, can you?" she pr...mpted, tappinghis wrist lightly with the tip of one red fingernail.The apparently-sleeping sissy shook her head. "Nuh-uh." Francine pickedup the sewing needle and showed it to the watching women sittingopposite."Can you feel this?" She demanded, shoving the needle into the back ofDaphne's hand. The hypnotised child didn't even flinch. Helen and. . I... I got it," she said tears running down her cheeks."And when we get inside, you better fuck me like you've never fucked me before... and you had better look like you're enjoying every minute of it. And I don't just want her to see, I want her to hear you, begging for it. You understand?"Again she could not bring herself to answer."I said you understand?" he repeated brusquely."Johnny, please don't make me do this! I'll do anything else you want..." Shut up. That dyke is going to get hers.. My years of dancing had made me flexible. I wanted them as far apart as possible. As she stroked my cunt, I felt the energy sweeping through me to the ends of my fingers and felt that I would fall to the floor in ecstasy. "I've always wanted you." Kate whispered. "And me you," I replied. She put her fingers through my hair. Through the thin curtain I could see the silhouettes of other dancers walking past through the change room. I half hoped they couldn't see us; but then the thought of being. Best park away from other vehicles, get out of the car and wait with your legs spread and your hands behind your back and tits pushed out. Wear your shortest dress, one that buttons up the front. No underwear. And get your cunt completely bald, permanently”. I just collapsed onto the stairs and began to sob. I looked again at the pictures. Once more mine was the only face visible and I didn’t look as if I was being forced to do those depraved things. I took the pictures upstairs and hid them.