Through the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen, by this time walking was not really possible and I crawled...the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, toe the lid off and positioned it under me. The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing returned. Due to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn’t managed to give the. She felt herself building slowly to something wonderful. She began to quivering and tremble, her moans growing in volume, and then…“Change!”Chaos erupted around her as the hatter, the hare, and the dormouse pushed and pulled at her until she was bent over the table, her tits in a plate of cakes, frosting covering her nipples. Beneath her, she felt the dormouse’s tiny teeth on the nub above her cunt, making her squirm and kick, whilst behind her the hare was gripping her hips, his thin prick. Allowing you plenty of time to rest and relax is its purpose.You love your room. Allowed free reign to decorate your space, for you, it is a sanctuary, a place given to you to do with as you pleased. You had painted the walls a rich purple, with a luscious green colour on all the trims. Your large bed is covered with an array of assorted cushions in a zebra pattern. The blankets also are of the same.The only thing in the room that doesn't follow the theme is your favourite blanket in deep. This is the secret her owner has chosen to reveal to those most likely to exploit it. Sierra’s ordeals to come Will make the house a pretty penny. Left bent over to contemplate the puddle of her own sweat and juices on the floor while random sexual activity gathers momentum all around her, Sierra can hardly stand straight when her arms are finally lowered for the next phase of her ordeal. A lot of things can happen to a girl in a straight backed steel chair. The ropes of her body harness pull.