"Have it your way, but I know men," she replied. "So you know, I have a very busy schedule and travel a lot. I don't have time for much dating, let al...ne being someone's mistress. That's why I hope to settle down and have a normal life someday."Before I could say anything more the doors opened and we were being seated. I have to say that this was one beautiful opera house. I've never been to any kind of opera before but wasn't going to miss being with Vicky. What was getting into me?I have to. Then you pull your cock out and trail it along the back and side of my hip and as you grow bigger and bigger, I still don’t respond … You take that cue and slide your hand under my neck and grab my throat – easy at first and then you tighten your grip. I slowly wake up and realize someone has their hand on my throat and that sudden realization sends fear through my body… I try to scream and resist but you grab me tighter and my voice catches so nothing comes out and I am terrified and now. Emma;s hips moved as if to search for the fingers, wanting them back, but they were not there. A sudden cold dampness appeared around her breast, and she realised that someone was spraying something around the shape of her breast. Then the other one, and a voice saying how he was looking forward to licking THIS cream off. Another cold dampness touched Emma’s groin, as more cream was sprayed around the outside of her pussy, and then moving up her stomach to meet the cream around her tits. More. And why? Because she wanted to cum. For a sensation that by then had completely faded from her, she destroyed every ounce of self-respect she had for herself. Lillian broke down crying. It was true, what was written on the walls, every bit of it. She was nothing but a stupid worthless fuck hole to be used and discarded like the piece of trash she was. Even as she cried she still tried to scoop up the cum from her ass and pussy and lick it up. She was disgusted with herself but she couldn’t help.