A few of the friends that she confided in told her that her scheming would not end well, but Amy knew better. She knew her body, and how well she coul... use it, and she knew that if she did it right, Jamie would be hers. Alas, Poor Amy's pussy betrayed her, as it so often did.Amy loved what Jamie did to her pussy and ass, and she wanted it more. So instead of pretending to be someone else, waiting for his girlfriend to trust her, getting her to think that Jamie was sleeping with someone else,. They do lose their humanity as well, dropping reason in exchange for instinct, at which point there's no real chance of them deciding anything. They will just continue to move forward through the program.Occasionally I will come take the person who's been in the final room the longest. They are strapped to a reclining operating chair with a button identical to the food button under one hand. They are told that pressing that button will end their life and are given one final chance to decide. The mere thought of losing my Mistress made me cry. I love her so much.AnnMonday morning. Ouch... !!It's not that I hate mornings, or Mondays, waking up that morning hurt. In the past I've gone to bed bruised, welted, physically exhausted, mentally drained, in various combinations, never could I remember waking up aching so much but at least my headache had gone. The aroma of EG filled my senses, opening my eyes to see my girl before me waving a mug of the elixir was guaranteed to put a smile. She could taste herself on him.He reached into the top drawer of the bedside cabinet and withdrew a condom. He sat up and unwrapped it. Fezeka helped him roll it down over his prick then guided him to her fanny. She squirmed in pleasure as he gently eased inside her. The enjoyment grew as she felt him push deeper inside her. His thrusts pushed her still-sensitive bottom against the mattress, re-igniting the spanking induced sensations. She wrapped her legs around him and the pleasurable.