"Bare pussy," the slave with the branding iron says. "Good. Less mess that way."She then steps forward, grabs a hold my pussy, sticks a finger into my...slit, and pulls my twat upwards just a bit, giving her a better angle for the red-hot branding iron.SSSSSSSTTTTTT!!!!!"Oh, my fuckin shit!" I scream. "What the fuck have you done to my pussy?"I am crying now. It's the worst pain that I have ever felt, and I consider myself a pain slut."Fuck you, you no good fuckin' whore!" I scream at her. "I. Tink felt stirrings inside her that made her gasp in shock and horror, but also in pleasure and a sexual tension that threatened to make her orgasm just watching the man’s predicament. Tink worried over how much she envied this man the pain of his restraints. Lest she actually reach orgasm aloft on a narrow yardarm, Tink flew off to get safely to the ground and regain her composure. Her tunic rose and fell with her heaving breasts as Tink’s breathing grew deep and raspy. Her vagina exuded. "Yes, I knew about the cure. But, I did want to get youaway from Ms. Daniels though. That was very real. She was a madwoman,but it didn't take much convincing for her to take more and more of theserum. A wrinkle here- an unflattering top. The woman was as a mad asshe was vain, grasping at her fleeting youth."I asked, "So what, does it turn your hair white? Or make you somebackstabbing bitch?"Tracy replied, "All of the mice who had been regressed by the serum andwho were given the supposed cure. While things seemed awkward at first, soon they were conversing like no time had passed. Of course, Reina left out many details of her relationship with Chad, never mentioning the part about being his Office Whore. She just didn’t need her sister lecturing her and it wasn’t anyone’s business anyway. Especially not since things seemed a little shaky with Chad at the moment.“So, I need to ask, is your relationship with Chad an open one?” Syd inquired.“Why would you ask something like that?” Reina.