She had a plan for tomorrow, she was going to tell Lauren how she felt about her and prayed Lauren would feel the same. It was Saturday morning, Kayla...woke up wearing a pair of white pyjamas with red and pink designs on them. She checked the time on her mobile, 'Oh Fuck No!' She said, and jumped out of bed. It was almost 1'O Clock, Lauren would be here any minute. Kayla was just about to get changed when suddenly she could hear her door open downstairs and her mother talking to Lauren's mother.. You are always gonna be my step daughter," she said, tugging her hands away from my boobs. I seized her hands once again. "Don't worry, they will not bite," I told her, bringing her hands back to my breasts. "Let your panties get wet with your slick pussy juice. Maybe it'll be for just sexual reasons, but trust me, you will love it. Now kiss me," I suggested, leaning towards her slightly. She reluctantly leaned over towards me too. "I love you and hate you so much right now," she mentioned,. And I was so happy, and so empty, and so desperately in love, while my love held me, and stroked me, and played me like a virtuoso. In some fashion that seems to be unique to the female of the species, my heart filled with a hundred emotions simultaneously: love, desire, emptiness, need. Doug?s arms and fingers and mouth raised me up to a level that I had never before achieved, and he held me there for what seemed to be an eternity, while I writhed in my various passions.?Ahhh!? Doug was. They force me down on my knees tying my tarter to the front of the stage my head looks up glaring at the men almost daring them to bid on me looking like I would rather die then serve . After you bid you look around hoping there will not be a bidding war but not a single person is interested in the fighter you look back on stage to see that they have shoved a gag and tied my hands behind my back. you chuckle to your self as they pronounce me yours I give you a death glare before they drag me.