"Bobby," she whined, "why'd you stop? I was almost there!" Because you didn't ask permission to cum." What? What do you mean permission?" You have to ...sk permission if you want me to make you cum. You know pretty please and all that." Pretty please, make me cum Bobby," she said."That was pathetic, Val. We aren't talking about another helping of potatoes here. Now try it again and make me believe it." Please, Bobby, please make me cum. Pretty please? I need to cum so bad. Please make me cum,". You tasted amazing, Brandy. Does my dad know you sleep with women?" Yes! He said he'd rather me have women lovers when he's out of town. He doesn't care if I enjoy myself with another girl. Sometimes, we'll even have a threesome, if your father is in the mood." Daddy has had threesomes before? I bet that's really exciting. Do you mostly just bring your female lover into your lovemaking with my father? Have you ever slept with my father and another man at the same time?" If we have a threesome,. George returned the next day, moved his clothes into the spare bedroom and refused to speak to her or listen to her.She went around in a daze the next two days, mumbling and stumbling in front of her class. Late on the second day, she abruptly felt painfully sick and dizzy. Lucy felt desperately in need of something and shuddered at the realization she needed that filthy drug those monsters had given her. By morning she was doubled up in pain and nausea. George pointedly ignored her.The phone. I thought, 'Yes, finally.'He untied the rope that kept my arms down. He laid me back on the bed. He used the rope to tie my arms to the headboard. He moved down my body and removed my skirt. I felt like the lightest touch would make me explode. His hands ran up and down my body."I have watched you these past few weeks, my pet," he stated.I was confused. He began to speak again. "I have seen that you are addicted to sex. You pick men up everywhere and just fuck them for your own pleasure. You.