The grey mucous had slowed but was still being produced. Elizabeth's journal showed that her urge to obey me actually lasted close to three months and...not the weeks she had predicted and without extensive testing, which I would not allow, she wouldn't know why. She also reported that even when the urge to submit to me left her, whenever she was in my presence, the urge would flare up, each time that urge would subside, she found her libido dramatically increased for a few days.Stephen at first. You should know that from watching me a couple of minutes ago. I said nothing back to Wayne I just looked at him, then he said, I was hoping you'd come over and suck it for me? I didn't know what to say at that moment and before I could say anything he says to me, how about now? as he whips out his cock.So I get out of my chair and go over to Wayne and kneel down in front of him and start to suck his cock back to full fledged hardon. He's moaning and grabbing the back of my head as I'm trying. .I then felt the knife draw slowly down my throat to my tits and between them I felt the blade press and then a pulling as my bra was cut from me..both ladies looked at my bare tits and nodded grabbed a nipple each and twisted and pulled them I wanted to scream but knew the knife was still there my back arched but despite this I could feel my pussy getting wet…betraying me..it certainly didn’t go un noticed by Lesley.She lowered the knife and cut my nickers away and I could smell myself …my. Marzanna began talking to herself, or maybe singing to herself. Sonia did not recognize the language. Slavic? German? She laid out tools: knives of many sizes, a spoon with a serrated edge, and a great ceramic bowl. She picked up the largest knife and drove it into the roof of the pumpkin with a sick, juicy thunk. Lickety-split the old woman sawed a lid, pried it off, and began scraping the insides with the spoon. The moist scent of pumpkin entrails filled the kitchen. Sonia shifted in her.