Theman collapsed on top of me, holding my breasts, his manhood still within me,retracting slowly as it lost its size. ?You did well, slut, you did wel....? Tearsrushed from me, humiliated that my rapist was complementing me as if I were aperformer, a willing performer. ?I am sorry, sir, for whatever. Please let me go.? ?Now thatis not what I expected to hear. Try again, slut.? He pinched and twisted myleft nipple. ?Thank youfor giving yourself to me ? sir.? Releasingthe pressure on my nipple, he. “I suppose I’d try Honey then next,” Kiwi looked apologetic towards Candy, but she didn’t look hurt at all. Honey on the other hand gave me a side-long victory glance that she was picked before me. I tried not to feel like the last pick when choosing teams for sports in Physical Education.“It does feel strange telling you the details afterward,” Kiwi admitted.“Would it be easier if I just observed?” My Mom offered him.Kiwi thought that was even crazier.“I observe when they milk Jenny,” my Mom. Faster and more powerful. In my cunt I found it very arousing but in my ass it was a different story. It hurt. And it wasn’t a good hurt.Not at first.I would have liked it to have stopped. I was dry there and it felt as if my insides were being torn apart. Quickly and thankfully the dog’s precum was oiling my narrowest opening and it was easing the pain.Amazingly I now started to enjoy it. And I even had a small climax when a thought entered my head.I was being buggered by a dog!THE PASTMy. Nothing dangerous was planned. Ari had arranged for the police to block off the area around the Pier in a 1000 foot radius. We did not want any bystanders. The first model to arrive was an Italian man named Geo whom I had worked with before. He had shoulder length straight hair and a perfect tan. The muscles rippled across his body. As he handed over his paperwork he was snatched by the makeup artist who was oiling down the guys so that their skin shined on the camera. I stripped down to only.