Rhonda was becoming more depressed with each passing day. She longed for Paul's love and caring devotion, at the same time, realizing that life was go...e forever. Try as she might to fight it, Rhonda was beginning not only to call herself a whore, she was beginning to believe it.After dinner, as often happened, a client/friend of Eric's, a fellow student, called about getting a girl for the evening."Like chocolate?" asked Eric."Sure, why not?" Then come on over," encouraged Rhonda's "pimp".The. So being horny as hell I would just watch porn as soon as I got home every day as nobody except my sister would be home to disturb me. My sister was quite hot but I didn't think of her in a sexual way at all back then and she didn’t care what I was doing in my room until mom and dad got home anyway so we both kept to ourselves. One day being extra horny after PE lesson where the girls were doing gymnastics in there tight clothes in plain sight I went straight into my room and started to. I lie down because I am really tired. As normal I leave the door half open. My dreams ride an emotional rollercoaster. I dream of four hands touching me all over, lips, tongues, boobs and cocks all around me. These dreams are so exciting that when I wake up I feel my hands between my thighs masturbating. My love tunnel is very wet and a feeling of warmth is climbing up my body. My breath is becoming faster and faster, my body is shivering, my head is sweating.Suddenly I hear a noise coming from. Johnson had prepared he placed a collar around her neck and locked it in place with an electronic lock, Dont try to remove that collar if you do it will reward you with intense shocks Mr. Johnson said as he placed a shackle with a chain that was bolted into the wall behind her onto her left leg, Thats so you dont get no ideas about running off he added. Jessica looked up at him, I wont run off, but please dont roast me, I dont want to die she begged, I dont care what you want, your meat now and.