"See you, sometime." No, look a joke is a joke." "No joke, we sold you to the Pimp, this is your life now.She just looked stunned.We flew back. to LG3...? We returned the next day, she was really in a bad way,she had streaks of goat shit on her and she was almost begging me to take her away, but the third day there was a change, she looked cleaner, a filthy jug filled with water."Ah you saw the light" I said, her bruised cunt lips and the trail of dried cum down her leg spoke volumes."I did what. The names are fictional and so are the places in order to protect their privacy. This story might be little long and the starting might not be interesting to all those people who want action immediately. But I believe, one should know the background of the characters so that they can enjoy and feel the story.This story started around 7 years back when I had just completed my bachelors and was taking up interior designing course. Those days, I had a girlfriend in Jaipur and we were in this long. ”“No, instead I met a man who seems to have had a harpy fall in love with him. If I know my husband, he must have fallen in love with her at least a little bit if he were to agree to a night with her, even if it’s just ‘cuddling,’” replied Marda, looking to Kal for confirmation.Kal shrugged, “Love? I’m not sure about that. What I can tell you is that he has come to care about her over the last few days. I’m partially at fault for that.” Kal proceeded to tell them about Rone’s reaction to how. Having taken them, I know what it is you’re experiencing.”“So, you’re getting a vicarious thrill out of this?”“I guess I am.”By now I could feel the water under my right ribcage. Looking up at the bag I saw maybe a pint remaining. My belly definitely was getting full. The bag continued to drain until a soft gurgle indicated it was empty. “I think we’re done,” I said.“Yup.” Helen slipped the enema pipe from my bottom.I rolled over and palpitated my belly. “I’m starting to feel cramping already,”.