When he got there, the closed sign was in the window. The garage door went up anyway, so he pulled in. It was clear from the beginning that this was a...continuation of a previous fantasy. Liz was there, dressed in a very short skirt and the same shirt she’d worn when they went skinny dipping, tied under her breasts again. Jeff was nowhere to be seen.She closed the garage door as he got out.“Can I help you sir?” she asked. “My husband owns the garage, but he’s gone right now. We’re actually. She stood in front of me and spread her legs wide. She had a small hoop piercing one of her inner lips. Dangling from the hoop were three leaf like gold disks approximately an inch in diameter, hanging one from the other, extending down about 4 inches. It appeared to be inscribed with some words so I pulled her closer until I could read it. It said 'I am Brianna's Property'."I would suggest for your slave," Brianna said, "making the piercing in the outer labia, rather than the inner. For a. Shopping for a week for one wasn’t expensive since I wasn’t a fancy eater if I had to cook it. If I wanted fancy, I would go out. I paid and loaded my purchases returning to the RV. Once there, I put things away and had a light lunch. I pulled on a pair of trunks and went to the pool to swim and lay out. It was quiet.I had put in a few laps and had sunned for almost an hour when three women entered the pool area. All were in their middle thirties or maybe a little older. They had good bodies. Standing a few feet away, bathed in moonlight was a scarecrow with eyes as red as blood. The werewolves backed away into the stalks before turning tail and running, and only then did Ellen realize she needed to run too. That was if her legs still worked.Ava's anguished whining was marred with severe gagging as the demon gripped the back of her head and beat his pelvis against her tear stained cheeks repeatedly. The heat from whatever was on the condom was threatening to upend her stomach but.