" How fast can you read?" I can no longer read, Mistress. That part of my brain was altered toretain more information on how to pleasure others." Goo..., good. We wouldn't want any of you girls spilling one manager'ssecrets to another." Of course not Mistress. Sluts are here to be sexual toys of others.We have no need for anything else." You do understand that most of your feeling towards sex are notnecessarily real?" The way she said it almost sounded like it was aquestion not worth asking,. When after a few minutes (what seemed like hours because of the pain) my bf began to remove the pegs one at a time, I thought the pain would stop as they were removed but it was still there when he began rubbing my pussy. As he rubbed he looked at his tools lined up on the coffee table and asked the crowd what he should use next. One girl starting repeating “Pump her up…pump her up…..pump her up”. others joined in the chant as he picked up the pussy pump and said to me, “We have to give the. When the can was empty, he summarily threw the beer can directly at Ethan in a sign of utter contempt. All the while yelling at Becky, the enraged redhead started walking around the car until he stood in front of her. From the way he was acting, it was plain to see that the man was drunk which made him all the more dangerous. Ethan and Becky both knew this and Ethan could see the fear on her face. There had long been a rumor running around town about how Jimmy treated women. As the rumor. Rightly or wrongly.But each in his own way. Or hers.As usual, those who shouldn't be reading these kinds of fictions shouldn't read this kind of fiction. You know who you are. If in doubt, ask around.I'm always curious what people like and dislike about anythingI write, and I always appreciate knowing. Please let me know([email protected]).' Last Summer by Vickie Tern (c) 2003 by Vickie Tern .