”“You should be proud of it. It’s a marvelous machine,” Sherry said.She leaned over and listened to the machine for a second. There was a litt...e undercurrent of noise that didn’t sound right. It was a low frequency thrum that occasionally changed volume. Considering that the machine was operating in a steady state, there shouldn’t have been any volume changes.“It doesn’t sound right,” she said with a wrinkled brow.Very impressed with her observation, Harry said, “That low frequency vibration. It had been more than three years since she was kidnapped by her current master, Wolfgang Bernhard Spring (Wolf), & trained as a sex-slave. At the end of her training she had been brought to his island Estate & had lived there, with no possibility of escape. She was kept in a very luxurious prison, but it was still a prison.Now her master was visiting her less often & only staying for a short while for his immediate gratification, with little or no consideration for the pleasure of Victoria. . .." (I know I here them screaming and running through my yard) "which gives me a lot of joy" she continued ...."I cant handle anything, after my husband left me, he used to fuck me, everyday like a dog as well, I was a fuck pig, his fuck pig, he took the doors off, he never allowed the doors in private areas because he wanted the k**s too see me as his whore... and they did everyday! Now I feel terrible lost that he is gone and have a insatiable sexual hunger that I cant fill."And at night, I. Paul knew what to do from there and started to rub her in time with his own approaching climax. It only took a few more thrusts of Paul slamming into her, holding her breast and rubbing her clit. Sharon still pulled him up and into her with each thrust, their bodies seeming to have as much contact with each other as anything she’d ever known. It was impossible to tell who came first, the relief and fire spreading between them as they gasped and snatched their breath through their orgasms. .