"That's enough." She stops at once. I unchain her belt from the table and have her take a step back. In front of her I rest my arms on her shoulders. ... stand so close to Tracy that my dick is flattened against her stomach and her breasts against my chest. She barely notices."That was very good. Do what I say and you'll avoid needless pain. Do you understand?"Tracy nods. Fresh tears dot her cheeks. I've killed a part of her soul. The thought makes me hornier than ever. I think I might fist fuck. She was getting very full and kept loosing more and more down her neck eventually she was covered in the white cream. That wasn’t to be, the men cleaned every ounce off her, depositing it in her mouth. Cindi finally lay back on the floor licking the last drip off her lips. She was done but not relieved. The last event on the agenda was Cindi, who would fuck herself with a peeled banana before everyone went to bed. Her cunt was dieing to be filled. Her master gave her the first banana and told. ' I finished between clenched teeth with barely checked rage darkening my eyes. You stepped back suddenly afraid of me. 'I thought it was what you wanted?' You ask your voice quivering, full of fear and trepidation. I stare at you for nearly a full minute before I find my voice, 'what I wanted?!' I retorted my voice an angry whisper, 'I never wanted to see you used in that way, their hands on you, them inside you! I never wanted that! The only reason I agreed to it was because it was Your. I did realize that once I got started on some chores, things seemed to fall into place. That meant that some information stayed in my unconscious memory, the so called hardwired memory. I suppose it was a good sign that I was able to do more, but I still needed the file for the basic intellectual memory, the day to day stuff other people pulled out of their ass."Good morning Sam," I said when he walked through the door."You remembered me?" he asked."You popped up on my file under Thursday.