Camirra dressed and reported to work. She carefully applied her makeup. And as usual, she would talk as little as possible. Being lighter complexion w...s a challenge because the bruises showed so easily. As she suspected, no one noticed, or if they did nothing was said. An hour into her day, hey mom called. ‘Camirra, what do you mean you can’t come. Charles doesn’t have to be with you. This is your dad and Cynthia. They want you here.’ Deidre explained. Camirra took a deep breath. She had to. Some are able to hide themselves,” Brgghhh rumbled, his mind-voice sounding much the same as his audible one. “At times, and only for short times, even from some of us. Fortunately for us they soon become useless for even the enemy’s purposes, as their minds are driven from them by the very power that bends them to that foulness.”Rand struggled to a sitting position, even as Leana fastened the bandage binding the side of his neck. His voice was still hoarse as he spoke. “The drog just appeared. In the corner of our dark room, there was a paddling pool, a small pool of urine already inside. I saw two guys pull themselves down in an impassioned embrace. The bottom guy was naked save for a leather harness. The guy on top, his large cock stiff and glistening against the light lifted his partner's legs up and thrust his erect cock deep inside.I heard the groan over the music and a crowd of leather men stood around the small inflatable pool watching casually. Most were fondling semi erect. "That’s my girl," you groan as I go to work pleasing you. I draw hard with my lips, puckering them as they squeeze tight. They bunch and pull as I move along your shaft. I struggle to take your length, but you are patient with me, knowing ultimately you will be buried, completely sheathed in my mouth. Lips, hands, mouth and tongue are all coordinating, working with one goal in mind. I feed you in and out of my mouth hungrily. My tight lips are moist, and a drop of my spit has worked its way out.