I finally sat down in the middle of the playpen holding on to Sarah tightand started to cry. My sister came over and started to rub my back andsaid it...s OK Jilly. Please don't cry. Honest it's going to get betterhonest it is. Hush Jilly, please don't cry, I'm here. I think mommy'smaking sure you learn a lesson, that's all.I knew she was trying to be helpful, and make me feel better, but all itwas doing was making me feel more like the baby I was being treated as. Idid learn one thing right. Dan next used a rope dangling from the ceiling, passed it throughthe ankles of the slave and then through her bound wrists behind herneck. When he started to pull at the rope, the tightening made the girlslowly arc backward, struggling against the incoming suspension. Sheended up in mid air, in a contortionist pose, her thighs wide open, withfeet touching her wrists at the back of her head. Dan really exhaustedhimself that day, using the poor girl in all the ways he could thinkabout. Having. "I think she was just a little horny, because in another five minutes of kissing, she showed all signs of wanting more. I could tell that her wine was getting to her."Bettina said that you had good sex together. Did you?" It was good for me and I think she liked it. She said she was coming back."We kissed for another five minutes wrestling our tongues. She showed all signs of being turned on."Beautiful Erika, is there somewhere we could kiss in private?"She tilted her head and thought for a. "Let yourself cum, lover." I squeezed your hand and you realized I had stayed close, watching you pleasure the men I solicited to fuck you, that I liked watching you cum, no matter with whom. You surrendered again, this time to the wave of pleasure, the intense joy, the thick cock stretching you, the feel of him spurting inside you, my warm breath in your ear. Unable to prevent it, you heard yourself moan, "Oh yesssss. I want you! Use me, pleeeeease!"Another man took his place. You knew.