When she revived I held her soaking in a warm tub with two cups of epsom salts (magnesium sulfate), a natural sedative for the nervous system. I told ...er what was in the water and she thanked me politely.She added, "I know what it is, they used it at the orphanage. We were beaten very often there, and they didn't want the visitors to know."I ran some cool water from the tap into the styrofoam cup and handed it to her, she drank it, then thanked me again.I decided I had to level with her, I was. "I found pulling a heavy load is sometimes easier than pushing it; for one thing, I could see the path a lot easier.We got it to the back yard and unpacked. The dolly helped get it on the slab, but it took pure muscle to position it.After finally getting it in place, Bob grinned at me. "Now that was done the 'conventional' way; is there any other way you can think of to move stuff like that around?"Hmm. Well, it's worth a shot. Just like we'd abused my mattress, I used a spirit-touch to lift. Once Candy laid down, she realized she was too horny to go to sleep. She kept thinking about one of the guys who had checked her out while giving her candy. He wasn’t her usual type, but for some reason she still found herself unable to keep from getting wet at the thought of him. She reached down and lightly stroked the outer lips of her pussy with her fingers, moaning in pleasure. Soon, she was fucking three fingers in and out of her well-lubricated hole while screaming her way through. No sane human could have stayed still, and Ann began to move about which irritated the ants as some were inevitably crushed; the rest began to sting, each little pin prick, adding to her discomfort. Mindful that we had no real facilities to shower I tried to keep the ants from her head. Her body was beginning to become an unbearable mass of red pain-filled bites. Her movements became more agitated and the ants more aggressive, unable to take more she said our safe word, so I released her hands.