Then a hard object pushed between her cunt lips - something cylindrical, quite large in diameter, was slowly, gently inserted into her vaginal orifice... and pushed far enough into her pussy to eventually be quite painful. Liz shifted and squeezed her pussy muscles, trying to make herself more comfortable. 'What are these bastards going to do to me now?' she wondered. 'Probably wanting to shove a camera up my snatch for their amusement, I suppose...'Then she heard her tormentor giggling and, on. "What time do you finish work?" he asked."Half past fiveish." So there can be crises." Not often." Same here so how about we arrange to meet at twenty to six at the car park entrance unless there's a crisis in which case the critical one will ring the other?" Sounds good." You don't want a drink before we go home?" No thanks." She did not offer qualification."OK. Fine. Nor do I normally."The rest of the week went well and they chatted away happily but inconsequentially during their morning and. More men were goading him, woofing away. The loudness dimmed as the light before him grew. More the boy became less a human and more primal. A rite of passage from this to the place he was born to endure. He was at the door - now he must knock.Waiting at the door, the two eye holds above him opened. His eyes were piercing, a medium brown colour with both iris’ holding the image of a boy on his knees ready to enter his Master’s domain and serve him through life and hell. The door opened with a. The message concluded with a list of local stores. At each, an order was waiting for collection in my name - a small computer shop, a drugstore, my usual shoe shop and finally an 'adult book' store I had visited once before chickening out and sticking to mail order. For some reason, each had to be visited in this order, and at the last two I was told I had to try every item which was not in a sealed package or otherwise not possible to try before purchase, but not to make any changes - and to.