I wonder why you still fight us. You knew you had lost the moment you first woke up here. I suppose it doesn’t really matter. You’ll ask for it. W... both know you will. And when you do, we’ll take that final step of your enslavement.’ Lacie knew what she was talking about. Lacie knew what the last machine would do to her. Her purity would be ripped away from her by an uncaring machine. Lacie’s mind whirled, balancing her fears with the need to have that tight black lace back where it belonged.. Your brain is a load of mush. Tell me what makes you think I'm cheating on you anyway?"MOLLY "Because ... because, you never want to have sex anymore. I remember when we were first married; we fucked like bunnies every night until one of us couldn't anymore. Then it became once a week, then once a month. I never left you unsatisfied for sex! I figured if I wasn't getting that little piece of sausage you got, someone has to be. So, who is it; who's the lucky bitch?"ROBERT "How can I get it. I could barely see my eyes were so blurry with tears, I wasso humiliated as I crawled behind John, his polished black shoes inches infront of me. I could feel the cool air on my skin as my skirt was bunched onmy hips, I knew that at any moment somebody could see me there on the floor. It felt like a marathon but it I only had to crawl behind John for 20 or 30feet into the records room. I couldn't stop sobbing, even when we got intothe rows and rows of client files I couldn't stop the tears from. Then I had the new gaffer standing over me watching me work making sure he ogled my body and looked at me as if I was just a piece of meat for him to use.I would get home every night before my mother and flick my bean until my pussy had orgasmed at least 3 or 4 times. I had no idea why these 2 old men were having such an effect on me, but my body was on fire whenever I was around them. I tried to talk to my mother but she was so tied up in her new job she didn't have time for me.Then one night.