It ran from the cup enclosing my genitals and disappeared into Roberta's steel panties. It lead to her pussy, to the plug I was sure filled her. No wo...der her arms seemed to tremble as she held me. She was being subjected to the same torture as me. Tubes vanished between her legs that were attached to the same machines as my Foley and Bardex.I heard Mistress Laura's voice, "Now we'll fill the tank again to rinse you and finish Charli's treatment. Being immersed seems to make the pain a little. “Um, wait, what’s the curse?”“It’s a bad mojo,” Janice lowered voice and amplified her cheesy campfire ghost story voice, “A dark and terrible black magic. It does the unthinkable. It gets you laid.”“OK, I’m going to go get your drinks.” Elizabeth laughed relief and left the table. She wasn’t smiling behind the bar, but she was calmer. A curse! Elizabeth had seen enough mummy movies to know one thing for certain, curses can be broken. She needed to know what a curse was, what it did, how it. It's the best part but I keep thinking of that old line, 'a minute on the lips, a month on the hips', I'll have to hit the health club after this decadence." You don't look like you have much of a weight problem, enjoy. Besides, isn't the wine supposed to counter the fat intake?" I don't know, I think that's only red wine." She held up her glass of German white. "Don't know if it works with this stuff. Still, I have every intention of enjoying it." The chicken or the wine?" Both," with that she. She was far too strong.When she sensed that she had me rock hard, she took my wrists in one hand and, with the other, guided it in, plunging down until she had it all. Patti bounced up and down savagely; the squeaking of the bed springs and the slapping of our bodies filled the room. There was no other way to put it; I was being raped ... and surprisingly, I was beginning to enjoy it.It must have gone on for twenty minutes or more. I tried to hold off as long as could, and then suddenly it.