I sat on the edge of my chair, and put the pussy pump over my entire pussy mound. I started squeezing the bulb, and I could feel the suction pulling o... every inch of my fat twat. I could see my pussy starting to fill the cup, the bullet on top of the cup was vibrating, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I kept pumping, and with each squeeze of the bulb, my pussy grew bigger, and tighter. It was a mix of pleasure and pain, but mostly pleasure. After a few minutes, I released the. Zombie brains washed down to the floor and floated down the stream on the concrete. What's for dinner bitch? she jokingly says to Lucy, Lucy had stayed home to cook a dead dog they found on the street on a scavenger hunting mission they did earlier, Jamie had brought back a box of baby wipes and pine sol. not really a large find but it was what was left in a collaspt doller tree up the hill and down the street. Dead dog....yummy. As she pulled a piece of the carcass on a piece of rebar and. I liked that feeling. &hellip,.I loved giving my daddy hardons. The fact they were behind moms back just made it all the more thrilling. Shes so spoiled and I knew its no pussy, if she doesnt get her way. I have plans now to fix all that. I know daddy isnt getting all the sex that he deserves&hellip,. &hellip,. Daddy and I developed signals to let us know to go to the garage, when mom was home. Sneaking feels was our little secret. &hellip, When she wasnt home&hellip,.it became hot and. How they were going to enjoy making him cry. Things of that manner. Taunting.A little while of enoying this, and then they made him lie on his back. They tied his wrists and ankles to the bed posts. Sings of yesterday's restraints were clearly visible on his skin.Restrains were an important aspect of what the call the Art, the philosophy behind the use of young sex slaves. A central tenent of the Art was to keep the boy in a perpetual sense of helplesness and powerlessness. One way to do this.