Of course, the signs were there – I just hadn’t been looking for them. Anyway, I started to have the occasional wank with Doreen as the object of ...y fantasy. Early in the new year, I had to write a report for work. It was quite complex and I found I couldn’t concentrate on it at the office or at home. So I set up a temporary office in Doreen’s spare bedroom. There was much less distraction and the report writing went well. Doreen would bring me regular cups of tea and we’d chat a bit. One. "I have cherished every blow job, even though you love to give them."She let it out. "Because I love you," she stated, before taking it back onto her mouth."I love you too, Molly, more than you know," I mentioned, letting strands of her hair go through my fingers. "Just don't dilly dally, your sister is due here soon."She nodded again and angled her head down. I saw her close her eyes and begin thrusting her lips a little bit faster. I watched her closely for the first minute, but then I had to. They started with a chastity belt around her waist, with a dildo up her rubber covered pussy. The arms then draped a leather bra over her shoulders, and fastened it tightly, making her breasts poke up and out, showing off her nipples. The computer made sure her body was secured, before beginning on her head. First into her skull was injected a micro computer, designed to be programmed and alter her memories to those selected by the master computer, or by her owner. The computer connected. Crying and sobbing I tried to break free, but he was too restless and would not let me. There was no way he could possibly fit further, but he continued to push in and it felt as though someone was stretching me and that I would burst from the sheer force of his cock. Frozen in fear I felt his cock ramming into my tight pussy repeatedly, each movement causing increasing pain until a throb of pleasure seemed to franctically grow. Yelling in pleasure and pain I started to match his rhythm, the.