"Sandy knew he had won this time, so she slowly took off her dress. Mike was amazed that she was even more beautiful than with her clothes on. “No... take off your bra and panties, slowly, so I can see what I own for the next year.” She complied but felt humiliated and tried to cover her nakedness. He stood inches from her face and whispered, “you will wear what I want each day and will beg me to do whatever I want to do to you. You will be nude whenever I want you to be.”She begrudgingly. ” Ellen put her arms around her mother and kissed her on the lips. Sheryl out of instinct put her arms around her daughter as she returned the kiss. When Ellen’s tongue brushed her lips Sheryl knew this was more than her daughter looking for attention and affection from a parent. Sheryl let the kiss continue and even held Ellen a little tighter partly in fear of what Ellen might do if she rejected her advances. But mostly it was the thought of having watched Ellen masturbating and how her. She had been physically pounded, abused and subjected to the most energetic fucking any woman could have dreamt of or ever experienced for half the evening now. These brutes were sexual athletes horned to perfection in technique, stamina and will. The sex was intense this was beyond rape, beyond vengeance, beyond sadomasochism and beyond her belief. She lay unable to escape convulsing, trembling and reliving every moment in high detailed physical definition time after time. Her eyes rolled. "Of course, you can learn to do it to yourself," I said - having recently become an addict of self-fisting. "But having someone you really like do it to you - that's special." I could see Fran was dying to ask me, but hadn't got the nerve yet.I changed the subject, and I could tell that she was both relieved and disappointed. Next time, I was willing to bet she'd dare.I was in for a surprise myself when we met again a couple of weeks later. She could hardly wait to tell me."I've done it!" She.