. Thorne. And you've taken her little favourite... and subjectedit to some agonizingly unsubtle torture." Mistress Raven seems amused,and I feel a glo...ed hand caress my leg. "Because she's withdrawnprotection? Hmm... don't be so sure."I feel the gloved hand move down my thigh, and round till it's strokingmy cock, I try and remain silent and still.. please don't let them knowI'm awake! I don't want to be hurt again..."Throw a bucket of water to wake this darling creature and have it placedin the. In that sea of bodies, Joy would not have any problem with touching us or being touched. Sometimes she'd even drop to her knees and give us several licks, boldly flaunting her lesbianism.Oh, and God help anyone that tried to come on to either of us. Joy may be the smallest in our group, but she didn't have any problem getting into someone's face if they hit on us. She would call us 'her bitches' and threaten to kick some ass if necessary.Throughout the night, each of us would have several. Again, a slight whimper. After that I didn't give her any time to recover I just kept rubbing my fingers against the inside of her inner wall from top to bottom, my cock growing hard as her pussy got tighter and wetter with each stroke. After a couple of minutes she was gasping for breath and I felt her tighten around my fingers and my hand got soaked. She nearly fell against me and I slipped my hands back under her ass and picked her up again. I had a feeling this time she'd need it. “Shower?”. “Good, very good ma’am,” Baker said. “Now turn please.”Diane turned her back to Baker. Baker’s eyes wanderedover the big full behind.“Bend over and pull apart your bottom cheeks,” Bakergleefully ordered.Again, Diane swallowed what little pride she had leftand bent over. Then reaching back pulled open herbottom as wide as she could, hoping to get this overwith as soon as possible!She could feel Baker’s eyes boring a hole into herexposed.