I spoke, my voice groggy and thick."What's going on? Where the hell am I?"I heard wrestling, and looked in that direction, which caused my head to spi.... The man who had drove my car came up and stood beside me."Glad you're finally awake. It took you fucking long enough! Oh but don't worry, Doug and Bill had a good time with you." What? You used me while I was passed out?" I didn't they did. Can't you feel their cum on you?"He smiled down at me, as my eyes widened. My tits were sticky, and so. “I forgot to turn it up.” he said. “That was on the lowest power.” “Try it on high?” Lilly suggested. She got the ball and handed it to her husband. He pushed the slider bar up, and they both watched the dog shiver, laying down. “Petra, sit. Stay.” Brian ordered, then tossed the ball again. Petra ignored it, looking only at her master. “It works on dogs.” Lilly whispered. “It didn’t kill her, either. I want to try it.” “Lilly, no!!” he protested. “We don’t know what it will do!!” “I have. He sat on her upper thighs, pulling her arms down to her waist and pinning the wrists there. She hissed and spluttered indignant profanities at the sudden change in their relative positions. ‘Let go of me you asshole. You fucking mother-fucking bastard. Dickless fucking shit-headed wanker son of a whore.’ He laughed at her language, as the unending stream of improbable profanities continued. He panted. ‘You have a very colourful turn of phrase Lady. Have you perchance worked in a whorehouse?. I wondered what it was, but soon found out later. After he had spent his load inside me, he slowly withdrew, which I noticed was painful again, and then when i saw his cock all covered in blood, I was scared that I had hurt him or cut him, and started to say sorry. He gently explained that he was OK, and that what had happened was natural, and had happened to me, and that I was no longer a child, but starting to become a grown-up. I asked whether mom would be cross about the bloody mess, but he.