She felt humiliated that they had pissed on her. Suddenly there was a laugh as another lad began to piss on her over her face hair and in her mouth. ...It was open season and she was the target as all five lads pissed on her one lad inserted his cock and pissed up her arse. Another inserted his cock into her cunt and the warm sensation of piss that wasn’t hers flowed inside her vagina and down her legs. Her tits were given a liberal sprinkle as the other two hosed down her breasts. She stank. I no longer need speak to them of heavenly designs. I no longer need speak to them at all. Because I can control their minds, completely. They are compelled to obey my every whim…. Where this power comes from I can’t say. Perhaps, it is animal magnetism, stemming from the obliteration of my soul. Perhaps, the explanation is supernatural, rather than natural. Suffice it to say it exists. With a wave of a hand, a cock of the head, a focusing of the eye, or sometimes merely a thought, I can get. Numerous men had been sexually suggestive with Clair, but she had always refrained from committing adultery, taking her marriage vows seriously.“Clair, lower the top of your dress,” Joey said.“As you wish,” Clair replied, in a soft submissive voice. Joey then watched as the pretty doctor eased her dress off her shoulders and letting it fall down below her bra, while freeing her arms.Looking into Clair’s pretty green eyes, Joey said, “Take off your bra and show me your nude breasts.”“As you. “Please!” I cry. We pull into the drive way and you slam the car in park. You demand that I get in the house now. I happily obey. I barely get the key in the door and turn the lock before I feel your hands on my hips. Your breath on my neck. Your trapped cock pressing up against my behind. We stumble into the entry way. Breathless and aching. Deep, wet, hot kisses. Hungry kisses. Tearing at each other like starved animals. You pick me up in your arms and carry me to the staircase. Kneeling.