Every time this happens, you will remember why it has to be this way.”“Oh. That is certainly demeaning. Second hand sperm from my own fiancée. Vi... my niece, the sexual slave,” Mrs. Waxerman said bitterly.“And you have a more practical solution for the dilemma you created, Victoria? I’ve admitted to myself and you that I love you. I’ve asked you to marry me. You had unprotected sex not once, but twice since then. I’m not sure if you really feel the way you said you did. This is a solution, not a. Trying to focus through blurred vision, Sissy Sue blinks to clear hervision from the drugs Ms. J injected him with. Uselessly Sue tries tomove without success, he realises that there is something lodged in hismouth forcing his jaw fully open preventing him from making any soundexcept a muffled groan. Ms. J's face come in to view. "Hello princess!Your awake just in time for us to start! Don't worry honey, we've givenyou a local so you won't feel any pain ... well not much BUT you willfeel lots. I knew I was being watched. Soon a finger of a white male came through the hole and made a "come here" gesture. I knew exactly what he meant. My heart was pounding, I was sweating, and my hands were cold. Should I do this? I wanted to so badly, and have wanted to for a long, long time, but I was always afraid of catching something. What if the police were patrolling? My state of arousal trumped my better judgment and I moved over to the wall. Threads of clear precum were trailing down like. .." Donna replied indecisively, weariness clearly evident in her tone."Well, if I can't change your mind, we'll be going..."Donna walked with them to the front door, then stood in the open doorway until they had disappeared over the bridge, across the terrace, and into the hotel. Closing the front door, Donna walked slowly back into the living room, staring vacantly at the coffee table, her mind whirring with concerned thoughts. Unconsciously, she picked up the martini pitcher, poured the.