" He then took the crazy hot glass bowl/pipe and shoved it into my pussy. It burned the inside of my cunt so badly! He kept fucking me with it until m... pussy cooled it down. I was crying and promising him I'd never tell him no again.But he then said to the remaining guys in the room "She doesn't learn lessons easily like most slaves do. She's not like a good human slave, she's just a fucking pig. and dumb as one. You all need to beat this shit into her." The guys were happy to take up this. “She collected toys after her husband left.”“Why, for the kids?”Jenny laughed, but good naturedly. “No, by toys I mean things for sex, like vibrators. You know what they are, right?” Leslie nodded, thankful that she did indeed know what they were although she had yet to see one. “She showed me some of her collection and after about a month of visits she showed me how to use one. It was like three little balls on a stalk, each one wider than the other. She pushed it very slowly into my bum.”. "But you made me feel so good mom." She protested weakly.Michelle looked down at her daughter and smiled. She could see the war going on inside her. She felt bad because she wanted Michelle to get off but at the same time, she had no interest in sucking her mother's pussy. "How about you just finger me then?" Just finger you?" Rebecca thought about that for a minute. She fingered her own pussy all the time, so why couldn't she finger her mother's? "Okay that I can do."Michelle moved off of her. She was feigning casual as well. I could tell she meant to give me a hard time. ‘The bachelor party,’ I said, clarifying with no special emphasis. ‘Oh, that.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘I think Rich did mention something about it.’ ‘How long do you plan to torture me?’ I asked. ‘Just long enough for me to squeeze the maximum enjoyment out of it.’ She didn’t continue. I shoved my palms upward in an urgent gesture. ‘It was pretty damn funny. Jeff is a bachelor, but I don’t think you could really use the word party.