They have found a way to record human emotions and store them in the form of electronic impulses. The stored emotions can then be implanted into any s...bject and that subject will experience these emotions.And that is exactly what Adam is experiencing at present. The evil and beautiful Vietnamese ladies have stored certain emotions which they have recorded from imprisoned criminals who were having psychological problems. The emotions were stored electronically into the device that Private Minh. I was starting to get worried. The cheers have only grown loader and the fondling hasn’t stopped. But after returning inside, and up a final flight of stairs, we arrived. We were shoved through a door. The cold tiles on my bare feet and the exposure to the cold air made me shiver. The cuffs were causing my shoulders a bit of an ache, and I was tired of breathing through the ball gag. We could hear some chatter as we entered of the room, but it quickly grew silent. We were lead to stand on. The lord climbed on top of me and turned me over so that he was now on top of me. Then in one quick thrust, he pushed his dick into her tight, eager cunt, ripping my precious pussy sheath apart with a jolt of virgin blood dripping and my hymen was torn. I began to buck my hips up and down as my lord continued to fuck my little twat with long, forceful strokes. My cunt gripped his dick like a clam and refused to let it go. We fucked wildly, our bodies moving in perfect unison. I regulated my. “Cock sucking whore”, she wrote. A bulls-eye covering both butt cheeks was drawn and a large arrow pointed to the center, with the words, “Fuck this pussy!” And, as if that wasn’t enough, I caught the flash of the digital camera. “For my record and just in case I need to send it to your family and friends.” The words struck terror within me.At that point I was ordered to turn around and get dressed in what my wife had placed on the bed. There was a black thong, a print camisole with.