.I am afraid for me it was wonderful. His huge cock mastered me. As I was being ‘raped’ I managed to get my heels behind him and I pushed him furt...er in. I now understood the Sabine Women, and those stories of cavemen and women. For those moments I was in love, with him whose first name I didn’t know, with the sensations building inside me, with his cock which was doing incredible things to me, with the orgasms it produced, with life. My feminine self surfaced, and I accepted man as the. .When I opened my eyes, nothing seemed to have changed. I only haddifficulty to remember how I got here. That's when a voice out of nowhereasked me, "Tell me your name." Eh... my name is, eh... I suddenlycouldn't recall my own name! How weird was that."If you don't cooperate you won't get any food or water. Suit yourself."With that everything went silent again. Wait. Wait. Please. Tell me whereI am. What is it, that you want? I have money. Please!!! But my pleadinggot no reaction and I dragged. I don’t know what I had left my dormitory for, but I had to have expected something to this effect. I opened the bottle and drained its contents rather quickly, not savouring the bitter taste. Ginny laughed at the face I made, and took an effortless swig from her bottle. She made to pass it off to me and I quickly waved it off, but she narrowed her eyes at me and my will broke instantly.“What are we doing here, Ginny?” Upon speaking my head felt a bit confused and heavy. I was certainly more. First, she saw her mother over in a corner, kneeling over what appeared to be a floor drain. She was totally naked, had her hands cuffed behind her back and her ankles locked together. She also wore a large yellow ring gag in her mouth and a yellow collar around her neck. And there was a short chain which ran from her collar to the wall behind her butt. But the amazing thing was she had the word 'PISS' written on her left tit and the word 'WHORE' written on her right one.Then, Carol was able to.