I thought about crying, but I was all cried out. I just sort of let mymind break at the overwhelming tragedy of it all. I was now a slave, tobe abused...at the whims of some mad fanatics. They wanted to turn meinto some little whore, to break my will and my mind.It then dawned on me that I knew what they wanted. She told me all thedetails, just to make me cry, to humiliate me, to frighten me, but shealso had informed me.I had acted in a few plays and wondered how well I could fake things.. It wasn't so bad. I took a little more.I started sucking him a little at a time. The sensation was erotic to me.I took more and more until I was sucking him in earnest. David wasloving it, and his cock was getting bigger and bigger in my mouth.Suddenly David removed his cock from my mouth. He laid Francine down onthe couch. He laid me perpendicular to her, with my head under hercrotch and her thighs resting on my head. This gave me access to herpussy again. "Lick her, you sissy," he. John called Roscoe over. He would have to be the first to get stiff if this was to work. Bo went to work on his cock immediately. Meanwhile the other two dogs zeroed in of Bo's pussy."Mmmmmh!" Bo gurgled as she continued licking Roscoe's cock.John sat back until he would be needed. But that wouldn't be quite yet. He watched as his beautiful wife began sucking the Lab's cock into her gaping mouth. It always fascinated him at how rapidly a dog would get hard.In a matter of minutes, Roscoe was. The redhead's dancing seemed to mock Mike's faithfulness, seemed to say "really, now, wouldn't you like a taste of something different? Wouldn't you like a taste of me?"Now the girl began to strip. She unhooked the veil from the burnoose, used it like a shoe-shine rag across her breasts. Mike could imagine her nipples beginning to harden from the gentle brushing of the material, could imagine those same nipples rising under his own fingers. The man next to him responded to the girl's dancing by.