Her breasts hurt most of all, for they had been tightly bound and pressed down against the table for so long that Casey knew she would have been in da...ger if she wasn’t inside an artificial body. But she was in a Plugin-Play, and the pure, undiluted suffering that radiated from her tortured tits was breathtaking. Even that, as bad as it was, did not compare to the torture her pussy and asshole were being put through. Her holes were stretched to the max, forced to hold a pair of toys so large. Jessica again felt the unworldly sensation of the massively thick and long cock being slowly pulled out of her soaking and sore pussy. Again Jessica tensed from feeling the knot trying to come out, the knot once again hung up at her entrance and then first one side of the knot and then the other side slowly wedged out, then with a rush, pop out but faster this time since her pussy was sore and the vaginal muscles fatigued from the previous experience. Again feeling the knot reemerged, Jessica. She grew up as a privileged little girl. She got almost anything she wanted including a horse for her sixteenth birthday.They were both so engrossed in conversation, neither noticed the wiry built man who came in and sat at the bar."Can I get you another round?" Susie asked."Yeah, one more," Bob told her."Oh, by the way," Susie interjected. "You were asking about Weaver; he's been sitting at the bar for the last fifteen minutes."Arlene's face lit up. "Would you ask him to join us..." No, wait a. "Danny, you okay back here?" Yeah I am good mom, you?" Uhhh, not really, it is very dark in here and the wind outside is going crazy, I don't want to be alone. Would you do me a favor and sleep in my room?" Sure mom I will grab some blankets and a pillow and be right in."When I got into her room she was already under the covers, I set up a little bed at the foot of her bed and laid down. "Thank you for sleeping in here with me Danny." No problem mom, anything for you." I laid there a couple.