The best was yet to come. Vaguely I realized, impossible as it seemed, I was still extremely turned-on. I swallowed and nodded. My friend had told me ...oday would involve something extraordinary. Id thought that sharing a mind-blowing orgasm was extraordinary enough. I couldnt imagine what could be even better, but I was more than willing to find out. Okay. The vines sprang back into action, all of them wrapping themselves around my limbs and torso and lifting me into the air. I loved it when. I began tosweat. What had they planned for me? Were they going to castrate me? Ihad heard of girls doing that for revenge. I tried to speak, to make themunderstand that I wasn't a rapist. There was something wrong with me thatI couldn't control. It wasn't my fault. But I could say none of that. Allthat came out of my mouth were unintelligible mutterings."Oh look," Karen said, her attention suddenly focused on me. "He's tryingto talk. Enjoy your nice, deep voice. It's the last time you'll ever. “What is it you want again?”“I want my slutty holes seen to by big cocks every day! And I want huge, thick loads of cum!”Both men had their swollen knobs up against her face, both were wanking hard. There were rivulets down both of Felicia’s thighs as the machine relentlessly used her.“What is it you want?” Nick asked, slapping his knob against Felicia’s face.“I want to be fucked so very hard! And I want my face covered in hot, sticky cum!”Her wish was granted almost at once as the younger man. All the toys of the loving games they so enjoyed, waiting to be applied to her eager body with the gentle inescapability. The toys waited to lock her into helplessness -- into the helplessness she cherished and which cherished her, which paced and constrained her passion and rendered her somehow wicked and erotic, even more lovely and desirable in their grasp. The sight of her in bondage roused Liam to a pinnacle of lust...and performance, she thought, an impish smile curving her lips once.